There was no internet to show me that lots of men did this and that my fear I was gay (it was the 70’s and not very pc lol) was silly. I knew I like...women and fancied them I also knew I felt like I could do sexy things with a man when I was dressed (I knew nothing of bi-sexuality). An explanation of my naivety might be that my Mum as religious and was a member of The Salvation Army. The explanation of my fascinations for nylons might be from here too as all of the ladies wore black nylons and. Her shoulder-length, wavy, blonde hair was quite becoming. Susan recognized Owen's boss, Duane, but not the woman with him.Owen and Susan took a seat at the table, and Susan was immediately self-conscious at the way Duane glared at her, scanning her body up and down slowly and lecherously, despite the presence of his date.Susan found it odd that Duane didn't introduce his date. Her fashion sense seemed even odder to Susan. Susan had never seen a spiked dog collar used as a fashion statement. There’s a colossal oak desk dragged out of the same place the Oval Office gets its furniture and several comfy looking lounge type chairs. She motions me to one and I sit happily despite having been locked in the car for several hours prior. She casually slides herself into the high backed executive chair behind the desk. ?Welcome to the interview,? she says with a smile. ?Thanks.? I’m still waiting for the coffee. ?I would ask how well you’ve done your homework but. Tom starts to stroke his cock but stopped when he heard that. “You… you wanted to make your mother pregnant?” He asked in disbelief. “Oh he already did. Or I think so… I have this feeling like something is going on in here…” I tease as I keep moving my body up and down, squeezing my busty tits around my son’s cock. He moans and groans as I can feel my ass jiggles. “But even it doesn’t work out yet, we will try again… and again…” I tease as I pulls his cock out of my tits and wrap my fingers.