"No more surfing tonight young man," I smiled at him "you've got school tomorrow." Aw mum," he sighed, "we go through this every weeknight. I'm always... off by ten, you know that." I know," I laughed "but I'm a mother and it's my job to nag."He laughed with me then turned to get ready for bed, I bade him goodnight and headed off to get myself a hot chocolate before retiring myself."You know what they say about chocolate," Paul grinned as I was leaving "it's a substitute for sex."I nearly stumbled. The small finger she would push into his ass just a little and the back out matching the motion she was doing with her lips on his cock. She stopped sucking on the dick and moved her mouth to his balls. Sucking, and kissing, them as she continued the movement on Toms ass. She could hear him moaning and could feel the way his body was tensing up, she knew he was almost to cum. She stopped, lying back against the tub, she pulled Tom towards her. Tom placed his hands on the tub wall, while facing. But for now, shall I continue my tale???Go ahead,? waving a vague affirmative, I leaned back in my own seat to await whatever she had to say. With more than a little curiosity regarding both her change of form and the meaning of what she had said a moment earlier.?Fine, Mike Morgan seems like a different person to me, though a fine and brave one, and I could not bring myself to relate the last events of his life in the first person. The rest, though it did happen to me, will remain in the. No matter how career oriented and eccentric she was. Jack was a decent looking guy with short and spiked brown hair and hazel eyes but Carol was something else. She was a female with capital F. Dark blonde hair, black eyes, sexy curves, thick thighs and large, watermelon sized breasts.Jack: What kind of " training " are you talking about?Carol: The art of love created by the great masters of the past. Kama Sutra!Jack: Ho, ho! Are you for real?Carol: You of all people should know....Jack: (.