I was shocked and told her that in my many years of swinging I had never met a woman that could not get off on oral sex. I had met many that could not...get off by intercourse. But oral, I get them off all the time. Those baby blues looked and me and she said."Well, this is one girl, I like it but I have never gotten off that way."I told her it was a pity because I love to eat pussy and have never, ever had a complaint.She just smiled and what a nice smile it is. Still rubbing her hand I told her. I want you to put it in your mouth, swirl your tongue around the underside a little… pull it out part way, and take it back in, kinda over and over. Sort of the way I moved it in and out of your ass… nice and slow.. in and out, just a little at a time. That underside is where it feels the best, so thats where you want to put all the pressure. But if I feel a single tooth touch it, Im going to punch you in the head, and tell mom you fell getting out of the tub, so, think about that very. Two for one—insulting my weight and clothes at the same time. Her mother was amazing that way. She couldn’t take it any more. ‘Mom, I have to go. I’ll let you know about Thanksgiving.’ She hung up. She hated to be rude, but the alternative was worse, so she didn’t feel too guilty. She wandered out into the living room and dropped onto the couch with a sigh. ‘What’s up?’ Simon came in from the kitchen and handed her a soda. ‘Mom.’ ‘Ah.’ He liked Connie’s mom, Lydia, well enough. She was sweet. "Comfy?" he asked."Yes, I'm quite comfortable, thank you Sir," she answered with a complete sentence including honorific as he had taught her to do. She remained sitting and completely exposed, as he had not given her instructions to cover herself. He smiled to himself with satisfaction at the success of her training so far.He slipped his hand in his pocket so naturally that she barely noticed it, and she certainly made no connection between that action and the next extremely surprising.