"Pops!?" I said louder gaining his attention. "Who are you talking to?" Shaking his head he whispered, "If I tell you, you might re-think your decisi...n for me to keep training you." Then Pops seemed to be listening to something else. Nodding his head he looked me directly in the eyes. "I was told that I should tell you. What has accrued has indeed forced you to grow far more than I thought. Well that's what I am being told." I was really staring at Pops now, had all of this snapped his hold. I want to get hard.” “We undressed and he put a quilt down on the floor. We kissed and he fucked me missionary. Afterwards, he rolled over and I rode him. He played with my breasts. I told him I wanted him to fuck my asshole. He wondered where that came from, but was excited when I told him. We walked back upstairs to his bedroom where he licked my asshole and I played with my pussy.” “Tell me about your ass fucking. Jesus, I’m hard! Let’s go to the bedroom. I need to stroke.” Peter took my. She then had another quick look around before slowly peeling her top down. My cock had now hardened and was straining as she finally pulled her top all the way down and released both of her gigantic boobs. I dropped my shorts and immediately started to stroke my now rock hard erection. They were enormous and beautifully shaped, and despite being so large were topped off by very delicate pink nipples. She began massaging the lotion into them. Was she planning to sunbathe topless? I realised that. "Or was it your mother who got you interested?" I asked. We were sipping iced tea on the back porch and watching the dogs chase in the yard."In part. My mother did do this sort of thing, but after she met Dad she settled down. She was quite the little mink before marriage. I don't know how she got away with it, either; girls were watched very closely in those days. Dad was a pharmacist, and Mom had access to condoms. This was before the Pill, so a girl had to use something." Did she ever talk.