I hope you had a good lunch. I am all moved in and ready to start work," Charlotte said standing up to address him.Mr. Peckerwood didn't say anything....He merely stepped over the where she was standing put a hand on the back of her neck and pulled her into a deep, powerful, passionate kiss. Charlotte was completely caught off-guard and at first, didn't know what to do but only for a moment, then she melted into the kiss like butter on a warm plate. She moaned into his mouth and her hands went up. As I drew the zipper down with my teeth I could see what the largest cock I’d ever seen was! I took my hands up and drew his pants down his thighs. It seemed like an eternity until his entire cock was in view. I was in complete awe, never taking my eyes off it. It was at least 10 inches limp and as thick as the middle of my forearm. I started to reach for it. He hit my hands away. “Bitch did I tell you could touch it? Don’t you know the rules?” I then begged in a gasping voice, all the breath. She unzipped my jeans reached in for my cock and began stroking it. The feeling of the velvet wrapped hand on my cock was incredible. It felt Carol’s smooth hand as it moved up and down my shaft and gently over the head of my dick. We both were breathing deeply from excitement as my tongue explored every inch of her mouth. This women gave me the sexiest French kiss of my long life and I reciprocated with loving kisses to her neck, face and hands. My exposed cock was now fully erect. Carol. Not just any old pictures, mind you, but shots of her all dolled up in lingerie and laying on her bed in very seductive poses. Nothing slutty, and no nudity, just incredibly sexy shots of my mum. I wondered why mum still had the photos. My active imagination conjured up the idea that she had left them there for me to find. Maybe she was trying to show me more about women! In my hormone-saturated brain, I even had an idea that mum would teach me personally how lovemaking worked. I've got to let.