. She had been laying there for what seemed like a long time pushing against the dildo as best she could trying to get some relief, and heard what sh...e thought was an unusual noise, was it just her imagination? Or was it something else.? As she laid there every once in a while she felt something furry brush the inside of her calf! and then a feeling like a tiny raspy tongue start to lick her inner thigh,OMG! What was doing this! Apparently it was some sort of animal?, a rodent? Oh gawd! What. It’s Christmas time.”“That dress is...” She looked down at Jane’s figure and shook her head. “It’s very revealing,” she said diplomatically, “and you’re too young to drink.”“Janice,” I said, attracting her attention. “She’s less than six months away from being 21 and she goes to college, so it’s not her first drink. Besides, it’s Christmas and she has six people that are here that can look out for her. Her dress is fine. It’s definitely spectacular, but it’s nothing scandalous. I’ll make sure. It really is none of anyone else's business."A moment later, he heard his mother walking away. He stood there for a moment or two, listening. "I have to run some errands, Ricky," he heard his mothers voice from the down the hallway."Okay!" He said.He walked over to his lap-top, and as it was booting up, he got undressed. Then, once he was, he sat down in front of the computer, and clicked on one of his favorite porn sites; an 'interracial' porn site, that showed only big dicked black guys. She turned off one burned, turned down another. She then grabbed a couple hot pads and took the chicken in its roasting pan out of the oven. Dinner was ready, but that would have to wait. She placed the pan on the stainless part of her counter. She then wiped her hands on her dishtowel, dropped it by the sink, and rushed out of the kitchen and up the stairs. “Davey, sweetheart, I’m coming in.” She knocked on the washroom door and opened it. Her sweet son sat on the toilet lid, stroking his.