"I've got some ideas on how to do this." And with that, we resumed our lovemaking, without toys this time, just our tongues and fingers on each other'... clits and nipples.A few days later, I found a note on my desk, signed by Dottie. It read: "5-1/2 inches."When I got home, I started measuring the circumference of all sorts of cylindrical objects. The closest I could come to that dimension was the hub of a toilet paper roll, which was 5-1/4". So that would have to do. I weighted it with some. She does all household works and very perfect in that cooking stuff. I use to secretly go to the kitchen and look her ass and boobs. Even I use to help are sometimes so that I would get a chance to touch her. She use to sit down and cut the vegetables at that time I use to see her big boobs from the top blouse. She use to find out my looks and adjust her blouse. This happened many times as he does all house works many time her pallu slips off her shoulder and goes down. Everytime I use to see. Didn't know why but when I would masturbate with something in me up in me my orgasm would be so much stronger. This went on until I started dating and got engaged to my ex-fiancée. Then all those things stopped cause I was not about to tell her about that. Less than a year later I met the true love of my life. I felt so comfortable with her that I could share anything. The day I told her about that was one of the scariest moments in my life but she was totally cool with it and even talked about. ..who wouldn’t?” “Well then, tomorrow could be your lucky day, but only if you promise to do it ongoing, not some one-time thing. Think you could do that?”“I...I...yes!” “Thought so. But listen, don’t you go wankin’ off tonight thinkin’ about it ‘cuz I plan to call Hayden and tell her you’ll be there at 10am. Trust me boy, you’re gonna need all the stamina you can get.”“But, no mother would put her son...I mean daughter...with a complete stranger.”“Of course they would, Simon. We’re.