Tasting his Mother Part 2
... continued from part 1,.... When my hand reached the back of his head another profound exhale escaped his mouth,... ' Oh god '... he whispered, panting,... licking my calf so hungrily. Tenderly I cradled his head rubbing it softly, ensuring consent. His quick glances at my face are that of disbelief yet ever so grateful. He paused momentarily, his face wet with his own saliva, his breathing hard,... his eyes, glazed. ' It's...