"Is it okay if I start, Mom?" I asked as I massaged my sausage between the fingers and thumb of my right hand. A seed of doubt crossed my mind as I re...lized my cock had only grown a couple of inches at most despite the slow back and forth motion as I started to jerk off in front of her.The reason was pretty obvious. Opening night stage fright. Woody Woodpecker was having a crisis of confidence and wouldn't leave his dressing room for the show."Is something wrong?" asked Mom.You could say that.. I wanted it very badly. I was up looking through the window one day and Mrs. Jessup looked up and smiled at me. I jumped down and was going to run away, but she came to the back door from the hallway and stopped me. “Jimmy, you know something? I’m rather proud you like looking at me. Do you think I’m pretty, Jimmy?” “Oh wow, Mrs. Jessup, you’re beautiful. You’re the prettiest woman I know. I’m sorry for being so bad, but I love looking at you. I really do.” “If that’s the way you feel Jimmy. Lindsay and Emily knelt down on either side of Ali, both taking big handfuls of the moisturizer and rubbing them into Ali’s stretched womb. Ali purred like a kitten, stretching her body out in comfort as much as her pregnant form would allow. It was quite a sight, two busty, enormously pregnant lesbians rubbing massive handfuls of cocoa butter into my girlfriend.Lindsay finished rubbing a bit of lotion on Ali and then crawled her enormous belly and massive breasts over to Ali’s head. Emily was. Watching her show her beautiful large tits and dark areolas turned me on immensely. Before the Internet we used to read and post ads in the Swingers Digest and West Coast Swingers, and I was amazed how she would allow me to push her boundaries especially at the Edgewater West motel in Oakland which sadly, has been shuttered to swinging now for over 15 years. We also used to go an adult movie theater near our home. The theater, now long gone, was a place where we would go after a nice dinner and.