Despite all his effeminacy, Chris really was a good person, to stay by her son all these years. She resolved to think about him in a little bit better... light. With that out of the way, and the nine o’clock hour coming, she called her insurance agent and left a voice mail. She took her cell phone, got dressed properly, grabbed the Tennyson, Dickens, this time some Shakespeare instead of Melville, the book of Kipling, and went to see Thomas. *** The whisper of the respirator greeted her as hey lay. I pulled out slowly, gasping as her pussy gripped tightly not wanting tolet me go! Then I let it glide back in gasping again at the pleasure.Slowly I upper the tempo and soon she was humping back onto my cock. Ifelt her shuddering and a keening scream escaped her lips. I assumed shewas climaxing then when something hot and wet splashed against my leg Irealised she most certainly was! This had the effect of sending me overthe edge and I fucked her harder and faster bellowing my climax to. Somehow, with superhuman effort, he was able to get his erection under control before Meredith reentered the living room. ‘Here you go,’ Meredith said, walking over to the couch and handing Billy a glass full of ice and root beer. She then sat down on the couch next to him. ‘Thanks,’ Billy said. He took a sip, and set it down on the coffee table in front of the couch. Meredith was sitting less than a foot away from him on the couch. He could just reach down real quick and answer the question. He would leave the posters on the walls if only to remind him that he had an obligation to uphold, a contract with Preston Whitcomb to finalize, before doing away with his past and moving more mainstream into the mixed up and mongrel multicultural world where he could keep Amanda as his woman of choice and still get away with it.He looked himself in the mirror and made sure that today he looked like his father would have liked him to look. He had enough of the tough-boy, street-kid act, enough.