Nonsense Mrs Stevens your perfectly welcome to use our makeshift pot no need to go all the way home.But wont Donny have to clean up the you know..mess...? Well that will teach him not to fiddle with the toilet again wont it? and besides I dont really think he minds all that much. I suppose she replied. is now OK to use it? Donny is the pot clean? Yea Mom all clean….There… nice and clean for you take your time were doing great on this quilt be done sooner than we thought.Mrs Stevens got up and. Leaning over, trying to be as quiet as possible, I kiss hisneck, my tongue slipping warmly over him. He doesn’t even stir. Ithread my hands through his hair and slowly breathe into his ear,knowing how much he likes that when he is awake. Sliding down alittle bit, I begin to suck and lick his nipples into little pointy peaks.He sighs quietly, still asleep, and shifts so that the blanket covering hislower half moves down, exposing his sleeping cock. An idea comes tome, and I scramble. It vibrated. He was making a low, guttural hum sending pulses of vibration through my cock. I bucked against him and he released his grip but pulled his mouth off my cock. He clutched it, pressing his thumb into the root, effectively blocking off the well of cum about to burst.I convulsed, my back arching off the bed. My balls throbbed and my cock felt like it was on fire. My vision blurred and it seemed I was seeing stars. He maintained his grip.“Hold it”, he said, “hold onto it.I convulsed. They have both become ultra successful through their own efforts. You could have an entire series about these two."I shook hands with the reporter and once again asked him to avoid using my name in connection to the stupidity that had occurred last night.When I passed Glenda, I asked her to wake me up so I could be fresh when Sue and the girls got home. I told her they had a limo waiting to bring them home, the same as when they left.I lay down on top of the covers and was asleep in.