For so long his existence confused me, I had no idea who he could possibly be, although there was always something familiar about him, but i could nev...er figure it out. Every time he appeared in my mind I got the feeling we had met in some long ago place and time, just briefly, never to each other again. At first, he only came to me about once a week, but after a couple of months I saw him every night when I closed my eyes.Often times i would wake in the dead of night, hearing myself moaning,. "Mmmm" was all he could say as he fucked my mouth. I went at it like a desperate man will - greedily, hungry for all of him. I began to stroke my own stiff 7-incher. Every so often, I'd stroke Mike with my hand, the spit working as lube, the foreskin rolling back and forth in my palm. By now his legs were stiff, and his cock rock-hard. "Oh, man, " he said softly. "Careful, dude. You're gonna make me cum." "Go ahead," I said, plunging back down onto his meatpole. He began to fuck my mouth in. None of them saw the extension to the basement behind the storage bins; after all, I DID want to open. And the mayor, who stated he would be a regular, told me that was the way to go. It didn?t hurt that the local Don was an old friend of the family either.Fire inspection was a bit of a hassle, but having gone through full consultation with a major company on it won him over. As did my barmaid, helping him explore the darker corners of the basement when I was 'too busy'. She, um, 'handled'. I wish I could lick your pussy the whole night.Mom: Try to focus on your mom. If you succeed you will get a lot more. Now I am going to sleep. See you tomorrow. Take care.I could not sleep throughout the night and was thinking of fucking my own mom. I asked her to come to the terrace, saying that I need to talk to her.When she came up, I offered her a cigarette, we smoked together. She asked, “What happened?”Me: Mom, you are living alone for so many years. I have not realized that you also have.