A small growling sound came from deep in his chest every once-in-a-while. “God that feels good Mom! Better than I’ve ever imagined.”“You’ve ...magined this?” I knew he had; that’s what he was doing when I’d walked in on him.“Yeah, lots of times.” He told me boldly. I liked that he was so forthcoming; more comfortable.“Me giving you a hand-job?”“Uh-huh.” I was trying to get him to tell me if he had imagined me doing anything else but he didn’t grab for that ring.I pushed Brian’s legs a little. Thanking him for the compliments I wasted no time getting my shorts off and stroking my swelling meat. Staring at his incredibly thick penis, about 7in long and the size of a soda can. She gasped moving toward us. ​"this is gorgeous​ my friend, so thick!!." I said admiringly Reaching over I gently wrapped my fingers around his gorgeous shaped swollen schlong. Telling Chad I could get used to playing with a cock like this I said slid down kissing the fat purple head. Opening my mouth I. I really needed what only she could give me tonight.“I know, honey. They love your mouth on them. Masturbate for me. Think about my titties and masturbate.“yes, ma’am.”“Jerk yourself good,” she said,”remember how I made you so hard. Let me hear how you love me.”“ohh .. ohhh Mama. I love you! I love your titties. I love your nipples! I’m masturbating.” I held cellphone so she could hear the rustle of the sheets as I stroked, the slick fapping sounds I made on my lubed-up dick.“Mmmmm” she. ’ Helen replied frostily. ‘I got the shit kicked out of me and Bryan had to take me home because you’re *supposed* to be away on buisness. Why are you home anyway?’ David groaned, and began walking toward the kitchen and living area. ‘Because my parents are coming over.’ Helen’s eyes widened and she chased after David. ‘No, no way. For starters today is Sunday, you know, my day of rest from *everything*. You’re parents *never* come over on a Sunday, they’re always wrapped up in church stuff!’.