#95699 - But she wouldn’t know he would’ve seen it, how would she? After several long moments he heard movement behind the door and adopted his most genuine of polite smiles, he heard the latch click and the door swung inwards. He spent the next hour or so helping his mom as they cooked a meal and ate it together, something they rarely did as he so often ate upstairs by his PC, but there was a documentary on the TV that caught his interest and he enjoyed watching it. “Mmnn!” he groaned through the pillow clenched in his mouth as she applied more and more pressure, not enough to simply break the boy and force it inside, but enough that his tiny little hole would have to soon succumb to lubricant, gravity and her will.