One night on the way home Mom asked, “Can I watch you and Cynthia sometime having sex? It’s okay with her. She doesn’t mind.”I looked at Mom. ... really looked at Mom. She was thirty-nine years old and going to be forty in a week. She was a fine looking lady with nice breasts, small waist, and flaring hips…what you would call an hourglass figure. As I sat in the front seat of the car looking at her, I saw her nipples harden under her bra, I saw her breathing become more labored, and I saw her. I sleep in a thong only most times, and now Bobby slowly licked down my back, tickling my flesh, and then nuzzled his nose into the cleft of my ass, now vacated by his cock, and I felt and heard his nose poke inside, smelling my asshole! I couldn't believe it, but neither did I want it to stop as he moaned and inhaled my scent between my cheeks, which he gently held apart in his strong hands.And then he licked me there, his long tongue probing inside my asshole, digging deeper as he moaned! No. It felt good to be free of the pressure. She just made a jerking off motion slowly on herself to encourage me to do that.My cock is just over 9 inches, even soft, it's always been quite big, guys in the locker rooms would sometimes stare and no doubt compare to their size. Girls I had been with in high schools just giggled and were a little afraid, not sure what to do, always leaving me to take care of business on my own. Something I had become very good at from an early age.I slowly started. Just a snippet really, but a very significant one.’ ‘When?’ the General demanded impatiently. ‘I mean how far in the future? Do we have a date of any sort?’ ‘Hard to be exact General,’ the subordinate hesitated, enjoying the moment of power over a superior officer, short that it would be. ‘It’s early days yet. The techies estimate it to be at least five decades in the future from now, but not more than ten. Other than that we have no idea where this conversation took place’ ‘On Earth?’ ‘Yes.