Charlie had the foresight to set the alarm on his phone. Getting up was not easy for him but he did not want to be late on his first day. The thoughts danced slowly in his sleepy head but sleep tried to pull him back in. Being nestled in his mother's arms was kin to a sedative. On instinct he turned at the movement of her body face seeking the comforting spot between her ample chest. Soft moans rumbled up from him as his mouth sought it's target but as soon as he felt a now hard nipple brush his lip he froze. A week ago he had decided he would no longer feed from her, with his resolve only kicking in the night before. It had to stop.<br/><br/>He whimpered, half woke, wrapped his arm around his mother and pulled close, licking her smooth skin just above the nipple and down into her cleavage. He found joy in burying his face under the weight of her breast and deeply inhaling.<br/><br/>"In gonna be late on the first day, mom." He mumbled, but made no move to leave the bed, only continued licking her to pacify his need to nurse. Charlie wore a pair of boxers and nothing eles. His lighter strawberry blonde locks were an impressive birds nest on his head with his excessive snuggling.