'rug rash'. Wearing only bath robes, we returned to the den, to check on the patio activities. Monte was passed out on a lounge chair, Callie had Jim...s flaccid dick in her mouth, trying to revive it. “Damn, Don,” Jim could barely catch his breath between words, “how in the hell have you been able to keep up with this sexy, fuckin' maniac? She's done fucked Monte's ass into the dirt, and I've dumped enough cum in her to float a fuckin' anvil. She still wants more!” I pulled Callie off Jim,. Ihad already admitted my defeat by shaving my legs, putting on white satinlingerie, the dress, shoes and makeup. All I wanted to do now was to go backhome, but I knew that nothing I could say would convince my mother to changethe routine. I could resign from my job by simply phoning the office, butthat wouldn't please her at all. The following morning, just like every timethus far, she would make sure I was dressed up properly. Sometimes I'd weara dress, sometimes a blouse and skirt, sometimes. . just a quick fantasy. The idea of marrying Bob was similar to the idea of going to Hawaii some day. She’d love to do it, but if it didn’t happen it wouldn’t be the end of the world. She might be sad about it, but it wouldn’t be the end of the world.That was how her mind tried to defend her from a continuation of the terrible luck she’d had with men ... and marriage.What she didn’t think about, or even realize, was that her “rule” about only doing this with a man who was firmly committed to. The sound itself was so awesome. I let her go at her own pace while running my fingers through her hair fondly.I never try to push a woman and mouth fuck her, never the first time and not until I know her sexual preferences clearly. I just like a woman to do things at her own pace and take it easy, and then take a step further. She stopped after some time and turned her attention to my balls. She held them and started rolling them against each other in a fond, gentle way. Then she licked my.