I wanted to laugh. My body even tried to laugh, but that would have required that some of my muscles relax, and every muscle in my body was just as rigid as my cock was.“It’s beautiful,” she breathed.She reached for it. The same hand I had roughed in on my easel earlier that night gripped my penis and pulled it downward, until it was pointed at her face. Panic made it further impossible to breathe as I realized I was about to paint my mother in another fashion... outside the art lab. I was about to spurt all over her face.“Mom!” I was able to gasp.She looked up at me. It was as if there was unspoken communication going on.“Of course,” she said.Then, instead of stopping me, she stroked my penis twice. I felt the sweet pain of ejaculation begin and my arms rose to flap at my sides, like some demented bird.She simply leaned forward, opened her mouth, and expertly skinned my foreskin back. Then she sealed the tip of my prick inside as my semen joyfully leapt out into the world. Or her. She is going to an old established university out east in the fall and planning on majoring in international economics, which still doesn't answer the question: why in a world of all possible worlds is she bent over my lap and about to suck my cock? The answer is simple, her father made a lot of money and had never spent as much as a Saturday afternoon with her when he suddenly died, his cock buried in the pussy of his "secretary" in a cheap motel on the edge of town. Julie wanted to work as a pharmacist's assistant. She's a bright girl, no doubt about it, so I had work with me. I began to notice her hand lingering in mine when she would hand me a bottle of this or that and I felt her gaze when showing her d**g interactions. After about a two months I came right out and said it. "Julie, I don't know why you're wasting your time here with me, but I really appreciate how hard you've worked. You're like the daughter I never had. I know you want to get a degree in economics and go.
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