? So she reached under his short with her probing hand and tried as best she could to cup his well plumped cock and balls, she weighed them in her mi...d and knew it was plenty, ?Oh yes she did indeed.?The clever mother promised her son a tasty dinner but he was sadly too dirty to sit at the dinner table, and poor dumb males they never know. And so mother and son went up the stairs, ?with my help you’ll be cleaner much faster.? As he took off his t-shirt, quick were her helping hands, she. Business was generally slow and I would often visit him for long periods of time. Over the course of several months and many discussions he worked up to asking me if he could see my penis. At first I was shocked and a little wary, until he stated it was only to compare because he felt insecure about his. Initially I said no and he did not press the issue. It should be said that Paul was a master at manipulation. Since I was a freshman, I was unable to drive on campus and he would give me rides. I know that she wasn’t when I was [G] and, being shy in the extreme in my younger days, I was never the one to place myself in a situation where I might be rejected. I hated rejection (don’t like it much today, either) I visualize the circumstances like this…a fairly lengthy ‘getting to know you’ relationship. There had been some heavy petting from time to time and some very heavy breathing. A confidence from her ‘I never have before’ would have me restraining my desires until one day (night?). My other hand still working my own clit while this wonderful toy was buzzing inside of me. I then sucked her clit into my mouth and held it there, lapping it with my tongue and managed to push far enough back with my fingers to reach her G-spot. Chalk it up to a benefit of being 5'10"... I have long fingers. For those unfamiliar with it's location, push your fingers in and feel around on the 'roof' of her vagina for a small bump. That's the G-spot. I knew I hit it as she moaned loudly and slid.