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“Come on lazy bones, we need to get up.””Why?””Tomatoes, that’s why.”She giggled and ran her fingernails lightly up the length of my erection.”I’ll give you a choice.””Yeah?””Yeah.””Go on then.””Stay here and go to sleep again.”I waited but so did she and I gave in first, mainly because of the way she was gently masturbating me.”Or?””Or nothing.” she whispered, “But I need a pee!”This time she drew me into her arms and kissed me as she stood and relieved herself, taking hold of my hand, she guided it between her legs and let the warm, golden urine flow over both our hands.It was the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced, I kept her fingers entwined in mine and eased them between the lips of her pussy, she moaned into my mouth as she climaxed, long and slowly, legs trembling, tongue duelling with mine until she dropped to her knees and wiped our hands over my turgid erection.I saw the little droplets of urine glistening on my shaft as she took me into her mouth and looked up at me.I could only stand there taksim escort and look down into her eyes while she sucked me gently.”Mum.” I whispered, “I can’t stop it.”She winked at me and seemed to gag, then suddenly her head moved forward and my cock slid easily into the back of her throat, she was deep throating me.”Oh Christ mum.”Her hands clutched at my buttocks, my hands gripped her hair as she swallowed eagerly, not once did she gag or heave as I pumped spurt after spurt down her throat.Even when I was empty and pulled myself back, her lips gripped my cock and sucked every last drop from me, not only was it sexy, erotic and possibly kinky, but I found it to be a very emotional experience too and told her so as we dressed.”I know it’s wrong Tommy,” she said.”Hell, we both know it’s wrong, but I love you, neither of us can possibly know what’s in store for us in the future, but I know that I’ve never felt like this before, never.””Mum, I – – -.”She squeezed my hand.”No Tommy, don’t stop me please beşiktaş escort darling, I’m realistic now, I’m thirty-four years old and- – – -.””Thirty-five tomorrow.””What? Oh God yes, you remembered.””Of course I did.””Anyway as I was saying, I’m thirty-five tomorrow, and you’re eighteen, nearly nineteen, you’re a good looking young man as well as being an accomplished lover. You’ll probably meet someone of your own age group and fall in love with her, in fact, I know you will, and when you do, we’ll both know it. We’ll go to bed one last time, fuck ourselves stupid, then I’ll leave, no tears, no recriminations, nothing but beautiful memories of someone who picked me up from the gutter and made me a woman again and someone who I’ll always love, no matter what.””Have you finished?””Yes.””Right let’s go.”I picked up the backpacks and turned away.”Tommy?””Come on, we’re going.””Tommy wait.”I turned without stopping and said angrily, “I did mum, I waited two years.”That was unfair and I knew it was even as I spoke the words.In an awkward silence we got back into the car, my initial reaction to what she’d said had come from my gut or even my heart, but I’d had time to think about it during the walk to the car.Dumping the bags in the back, I turned to her.”Mum?””I didn’t deserve that Tommy.”I looked at the tears in her eyes again, she was hurting, I could see that, but so was I.”Mum when I saw you walking, no shuffling out through the prison gates, I nearly cried, you were old mum, old and right there and then I vowed to pick you up and turn you back into the mother, the woman you used to be,Even with him you were always laughing, no matter how bad things were between you two, you always had a smile for me and I could never, nor will I ever forget what you did that night. What man could forget that his mother stabbed her husband to death to save her son from a beating, another beating, he’d have put me in hospital again and you knew it, we both knew it, you didn’t hesitate, mum, not for a second.”I sat on the boot of the car and lit two cigarettes, she took hers from me with a trembling hand as we relived the memories of that awful night.

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