Maybe Dad was sexually naive, but so what? I didn’t want any part of corrupting that innocence. Then again, maybe I was the one who was being naive....ut the suspense was killing me, so one day I caught Mom alone in the kitchen making tuna salad and asked, “So, um, how did Dad handle the big revelation?”Mom stirred in some dill pickle relish and gave my question some thought before she answered. “I’m not at all sure, Bobby. On the way home, I asked him what he thought about the relationship. I become brave and decide to push my cock just a little way into her. I push just the tip in, but then push it a little farther to half way then I decide to go for it and I push it all the way in. The feeling is the best I had ever felt. Mom's cunt is holding my cock tight and I am just soaking it all in thinkng about how my cock is now right where I started. I pull back just a tad and forward again. All of this is more than I can handle and my cock starts to squirt mom's cunt full of my jizz.. The robe she wore was silk, done in deep black with gold embroidery (it had been a gift to her shortly after they’d started seeing each other; a gift she cherished). Ordinarily, it came to mid thigh, but her spread kneeling position had raised the hem nearly to her waist, fully exposing her pussy (with no panties and shaven smooth, a couple of new habits he’d instilled in her). Although the robe covered her fairly well, she knew from past experience that it would only take arching her back. As I eased it down the gnarled white shaft, the waistband got caught up again as I tried to slip it over the protruding rope-like corona. I slid my hands forward and eased the tight elastic over the ridge and slid it right off over the broad flared crown."Aaaaaah," I said with a sharp intake of breath as the big mushroom head bobbed free of the confining fabric and almost hit me in the face. I quickly drew his underwear right down and off his feet and tossed it with his pants behind me. I.