“I’ve got a tape measure in here somewhere.”“I’m guessing twenty feet by twenty-five feet,” I replied.“Here we go,” Connie exclaimed, ...olding up a tape measure. She pulled on the tab and handed me the measuring tape. I walked to one of the walls as she stood and held the tape, her back against one of the windows, holding the tab right at crotch level.“How far?” she asked.“From me to you, nineteen feet,” I replied, “But you have to put the tab against the wall.”Connie smiled.“From me to you,. I muttered some sort of warning, and then came massively on his face. The stimulation carried on for another few seconds until I’d finished shuddering, and then he let go of me and we both collapsed, naked, side by side, onto the carpet. Completely drained and, in my case at least, after the best orgasm I could ever remember having.‘I need a wash,’ he said eventually, and went into the cloakroom to clean up his hands and face.I lay there, still exhausted, idly fondling my cock as I recalled the. As far as sex was concerned mum had enjoyed a daily portion, hell I had wanked more times a day than that, I couldn't see what the problem was. As for 'flaunting' herself my mother dressed to please herself not anyone else, well not unless it was in play. Had she been able to see the effect she had on the men she came in contact with I think mum might have really flaunted herself, but then I liked seeing my mother in the barest minimum so I would be the last to complain. It struck me as odd. It was white with a pink head and his blonde pubic hair made it look like he had none at all. His balls were pretty small and whenever he jerked off he never seemed to cum a lot. “Mmm,” moaned John as his pace quickened. He looked over at Zack and asked if he wanted to help him out. “Umm, ok,” answered Zack. “What do you want me to do?” “Just suck me off,” said John. “Its really easy and I think you’ll like it.” Zack got onto the floor on his knees and bent over John’s cock. Pre-cum already.