The woman now ready, she was asked by her son, how many strokes, and Muriel fixing him with a determined eye, replied clearly “Ten!” “and the la...t stroke?” it was a clear question, but from her the answer was a nod accompanied by a weak “if you please sir” Bessy by this time had stood expecting cuffs and security, but smiling the young man shook his head then said to her, “Tell me Bessy, of your secretive private afternoons with my mother… do you kiss?” the women exchanged glances, then at a. ...fuck....heehee. Al.....you having fun?.. I am....this is the bestest dinner date I've ever had. Heehee. Who needs food when this is available...... It's so......mine!... Haha. Big Al.....I'm ready....ready...al...you here....I fucking need this...." He pulled his chair back a little and looked down at Lesley stroking and worshipping his cock. It took both her hands to masturbate him and a very wide open mouth to blow him. "Nearly done...then we can take the rest of this bottle upstairs. She was very depressed, almost frantic to get away from the house and her town where she had too many memories. On a spur of the moment thought I said “Donna, why don’t you come out here and spend the weekend? I have a spare bedroom and there’s nobody else here but me, I’ll show you the sights, we can go out for dinner or just hang out and relax. No pressure, just as friends”She’s a Nurse Practitioner and makes a good income so I knew it wouldn’t be a problem for her to spend $500 on a flight.. I never have kissed a guy.” I pressed my lips against his and slipped my tongue into his mouth and he kind of moaned a bit. I asked, “Is it okay?” He said, “It’s interesting and look what it did to my cock!” His meat was as hard as a rock. I think I’d found his secret “turn-on” that he didn’t even know he had. I pushed him back on the bed and laid on top of him and our tongues became intertwined in a hot, wet, mess, shoving deeper into each other’s mouths and exploring. I was so tempted to just.