Kenny had two passions in his life, his motorcycle and the love of astronomy. I didn’t know much about motorcycles but astronomy was my hobby. Kenny...was somewhat of a paradox in that he was clean-cut but enjoyed dressing like an “outlaw biker” when he rode his Harley. He had a degree in physics and an in-depth knowledge of the field of astronomy. We both owned telescopes and we dedicated stargazers.One evening we were out observing and Kenny said, “I’ve got to ask, are you queer?” I was shocked. We both paused when I was buried inside her, erection throbbing. My hand caressed her breast. I felt my erection swelling in her tightness, or perhaps Mom massaging. Her hand released her crotch and covered mine, pressing it harder against her breast and pushing her bottom back against me. As if we were talking, we both started moving, short arousing movements slowly growing into long, deeply erotic strokes. Mom was wet, really wet. I could hear the noise, a soft squelching as I stroked in and. After a while I made her sit next to me and we started mutual masturbation and then my cock became hard when she kept up with a strong jerking motion. From time to time she asked me if I liked it or if she was doing it properly, especially when it seemed my dick was loosing stiffness. At the moment I felt bad but today I feel like an horny piggy thinking about my debauchery. I hope mutual masturbation will remain our special way to make love and that I will always have time to work on and. As I ate you spinning, and more turns wrapping your glans with my tongue and enjoying it fully. Sometimes I took it out of my mouth and asked you to put it in my ass when you wanted to, because a hot woman, everything is good of the man who is making happy”. That night we did some things backward, but his dreams were fulfilled, although we had to wait for some things. Her ass, though precious, still needed special treatment, and I could not please her. The next day she called me, her daughter.