He was masculine, anyway, and although he didn’t know it, she intended to get some satisfaction from him.“So where’s Clive?” he asked.“Oh, h...’s out on his tractor,” she said breezily. “Won’t be back for hours.”Bernie had been expecting to talk to both of them and they knew that, but clearly Tabitha felt she could handle it herself.She sat up straight at the head of the table, wearing a knee-length denim skirt and an orange sleeveless cotton top with thin shoulder straps. It showed off her. She was sure (I don’t know why) that all of my body parts were large in proportion to each other. Just like in that old American anecdote:A woman in the bar said to a cowboy: “- I’ve got such a huge hat! – I’m from Texas – the cowboy answered – I’ m large in proportion! – Oh, what a big lags of yours’!!! – The woman exclaimed again! – Well, I’ve told you, I’m from Texas! All my body parts are large!” the woman invited him “for a cup of coffee”. The next morning she told him disappointedly: “-. Please Ms. Deb let me cum.??I said no!!! You worthless excuse, you still have one penalty. Now two? she barkedShe let go of my cock. And walked to a work bench, she grabbed a piece of rope came back and fed it under my back. She wrapped it around and came up and brought it over my dick just under the head. She then came around behind my head where I could not see her. She put her face over mine and said ?you have been a bad boy it’s time for your penalty.?At this point I was so excited I. Her heavy breasts hanging with just the right amount of sag. Her dark nipples standing out. Her hand moving slowly between her legs. I could even make out her dark bush that her fingers were moving through. As soon as I realized that my mom was masturbating, I realized that I hadn’t stopped. I was entranced by what I came to realize later was the most erotic sight of my life. My mom, a woman, so overcome by lust, urge, and hunger that she was getting off in her own sons doorway watching him.