I pulled the boxers down in one go like a magician producing a rabbit from a hat. In this case I looked upon a beautiful prize indeed. A stunning leng...hy cock. Phillippe was hung and I was going to eat him.I lifted it and smiled as I raised its weight to my lips. The foreskin rolled back and my eager mouth took the huge bell of a cockhead inside and savoured the flavour of this splendid cock. It was a glorious feeling sucking him. I got to work using both hands on his shaft and before long a. "Gwen, this is Matthew Barnwell. He's interested in assisting you when you're sworn into the House of Representatives. He's been an aide to several influential Congressmen over the past ten years. He contacted me a week ago to set up an appointment. I told him then that if you won, I'd see that he met with you right away. I hope this isn't too soon." It isn't too soon, but it is too late," responded Gwen. "I've already selected my top assistant, aide, or whatever they're called. Thank you for. He was acting as a stand-husband.”“What does my stand-in look like?”“I picked out a good one. He’s a little taller than you, probably Chuck’s height. He’s handsome, with light brown hair and a good looking body.”“Was that all?”“There’s more. After I tried on the other outfits I told him I wanted to show him something else.”“What was it?”“I modelled these for him.”Good grief! Her fantasies keep getting wilder. “That would only be right since he helped pick them out. I take it you were in the. Let me start by briefly introducing the main characters in this story: my mom, G, who’s 42 and my friend Z, who’s 20.My mom is a very homely lady, always well dressed and shy on the outside. My dad was a workaholic and sometimes used to go to business meetings for months together. So mom used to be alone mostly. And I had college. So she was used to being lonely. But I guess all the loneliness does take a toll on one’s mind. And it certainly did so for my mom.Z had come home for his vacations.