Now enjoy them.” He chuckled at me. “You are an evil and sinful woman.” I put a small dollop of whipped cream on my finger and offered it to Jak...ob. He allowed my sweetened finger to push into his warm mouth. As he gently sucked the cream from my finger, I watched the expression of pleasure on his face. “What is it you like about the whipped cream? Is it the sweetness or the smooth texture?” I asked him. “I like what the cream comes with the best.” Hearing this, I removed my halter-top and. And the day after that. Soon I was regularly massaging my mother’s back every day in the morning. And everyday I’d increase the sensuality of the massage. And everyday my mother would increase the intensity of her moan. And so did my poking of my dick on her ass.And I knew the day is not far when she would submit herself before her son to be fucked like his sex slave. I knew by now my mother too craved for my dick pounding in her slutty pussy. And we both knew that these massages were just. We were back in school and, although we only had one course that we shared, I wasn't having too many problems keeping up. I had switched to business math and I was able to understand it better than calculus or solid geometry. I was never going to be a math genius, but I knew for certain I had to be able to read an inventory spread sheet, a balance sheet, and manage cash – all of which were number oriented.When I mentioned my future career to some of my friends, they all looked at me as if I was. " An image of Morgan's sister feeding her baby from one breast, while Morgan greedily sucked on the other one, immediately popped into my mind. The possibility of tasting Morgan's milk was something I hadn't even considered, until now. I snapped out of my daydream as Morgan led me down the passage towards the back of the house. "We should have a swim now, before it gets dark," she said.The warm weather didn't seem to have had much effect on the water temperature, because the water was cold..