Or so I had heard. I only knew the Boston versions by reputation.Anyway, I was getting desperate, and very horny, so Sunday morning I found a Methodis... Church close to home with nine o’clock services, and I dressed up and went.No joy. The minister was a droner, the congregation looked like it had an average age of eighty, and nobody -- old, young or middle-aged -- approached me after the service with an invitation to Sunday dinner.Concluding that Rollie Perkins was delusional, I had an early. "That was good. Have some more wine," she said.We both picked up our glasses and took a sip. I was starting to feel a little tipsy now, and I was sure the alcohol must have be getting to mom too, as she had drunk about the same amount as me, and I was bigger, physically, in frame to her."Now," she said. "It's my turn."I sort of looked aghast, not knowing what she meant by that."Er....," I said."I mean it's my turn to give you a spank. Just try it. If you don't like it tell me," she said. "Get. Then they managed to adjust their rhythm and started moving in unison. She climaxed once more and finally he filled her cunt with countless spurts of semen. Exhausted he collapsed over the bed viiA few minutes later as he was recovering, she started getting dressed‘Going somewhere?’ he asked‘I hope that you still have something left for me’ she snapped. Took her phone, scanned through her contacts, found the correct one and dialed. The conversation lasted a few seconds‘Are you at home?’ …. I could take the whole thing into my mouth, since it was only about 4 and a half inches. Suddenly she pushed into my mouth hard, and I felt more than tasted her hot cum hit the back of my throat. I tried to suck, but it took me by surprise, and I just let things flow unscripted. She held onto the headboard while she orgasmed. I thought what a turn on this was, seeing her above me like this, in the throws of orgasm. I marveled at her erect nipples, the look of pleasure on her face, and her cock.