Now I’m going to put you in my mouth. I’ll be squeezing your balls quite tightly every now and then. Try not to cum too soon, OK.’ ‘Oh hell, J... I’ll try. You can do this forever if you want.’ I laughed, ‘You couldn’t last that long, unfortunately,’ I said as I took the lovely head of his penis into my mouth. By now he was leaking pre-cum, far more that Mike did, he was younger I suppose. I could taste him, and now I could take the time to enjoy it. I used one hand to continue to stroke his cock. Who are you?" Bernard Andrew Morris, call me Bernie," I curtsied."If you're a boy, why are you wearing a dress and tights?"I was wearing a red jumper and bloomer over a white blouse with whitetights and penny loafers. He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans."Because I AM a girl, it's just that I look like a boy." Connor, what does 'The Good Book' say about girls like Bernie?"He turned to his mother, "That Bernie is God's Child, like me. If shebelieves that she is a girl, as her friend, I am to. That was the first glimpse of my mother-in-law’s asset. After that I remember several occasions where I tried to get more close-up glimpse of her assets, either from side, corner, over the head, or even from a bottom angle. I tried the bottom angle while she was getting down from the stairs. The view felt great at that time and her whole asset shakes while she took each steps.I still remember fresh another incident where her buttocks accidentally got squeezed against my palm nailing it to the. He laughed and replied “Well hopefully you won’t have too long to have your horniess satisfied”.It was two glasses of wine later though before the doorbell finally rang! I welcomed him in the hallway with an engulfing embrace and he immediately found my bare bum cheeks as he ran the palms of his hands down my back. “Your hands are cold!” I giggled as I pulled away from his tonguing kisses. “Come on, let’s warm up with some wine and snacks” I said as I led him into the living room. We actually.