"It seems that my boy is now a man." "I don't know mom, but it hurts and I can't get dressed with it like that." I said. Mom looked a little perplex...d and stared at it, "When did it get so big? I guess we need to do something for you." Mom quized. "Well lie down on the bed, I have an idea." Mom got some hand lotion from the night stand and said "this is what I have to do for your father sometimes." Mom squirted some lotion on her hands and started to stroke my cock. She got to working it real. I couldn't. Her moisture was coating me, her warm, snug, slippery depths swallowing me. Finally, she hit bottom.“God, it's been a long time since I've made love,” she gasped. “Let me get used to you.” She leaned forward a little, and then back. She rotated her hips slightly, opening herself up a bit, and sending delicious sensations from my cock to my brain.“Come here,” I said, pulling her down so I could feel her nipple between my lips again. She experimented with moving some more.“I've. John slid his hand into the waistband of her jeans and hoisted her clear of the floor squaring her onto his lap, her head dangling down one side of him, her legs the other. Now his cock hardened to its limit beneath her as he once again admired her fleshy posterior, unbelievably upturned on his knee for his pleasure. His mind whirled as he considered that under an hour ago he had lusted after this very scenario and now she was his for the spanking. John’s left hand secured her waist and the. After explaining the predicament I was in she just smiled and said don’t worry dear, the Judge is a fair understanding man, it will all work out. Mrs. Martin did not let on that she knew a lot more about Judge Bob Mahoney than most people in town did and definitely more than I knew. In the meantime Sheriff John Stone was in Judge Mahoney’s chambers explaining what transpired last night with me. The Sheriff pointed out that this could be the opportunity the Judge had been waiting for, a pretty.