I had to meet the dean yesterday at my darling Bernard’s school. Apparently, he’s been acting strangely, and the faculty have been increasingly concerned of his behavior. Well, of course I marched my way directly across campus to his dormitory, and I barged my way past the young man who wished to stop me. I told him he could take his complaint to the dean as I proceeded up the stairs to my son’s room. His roommate and he were sitting across the room from one another, apparently indulging in a rather lively debate. It took only one look from me to have his roommate scurrying from the room. I closed the door and stood there, staring my son down. He had the good sense to look sheepish, but before I could utter a word, he was on his feet and at my breast. He buried his head there, suckling and nursing as he had for the first few years of his life. He informed me that he had been more and more homesick with each passing day, and that my showing up had felt like a great weight had fallen from his shoulders. My heart broke for my precious boy. I quickly stripped down and relieved him of his clothing. I pulled him down onto his bed, where I held and snuggled him for a good while before allowing him to pleasure me and then himself. I left him full of his cum, and the assurances that he would be ok for a while longer, and that he loved me. The things I would not do for my babies.
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