I guess a few years ago. Why, do you like it mom?”“Well of course I like it Conner. Your my son and I would love you no matter how big your penis ...as. But I’m sure all the girls love it.”“Yeah they talk about it a little bit. So have you ever done stuff with a dick this big, mom?”“Sadly, no. Your father has a solid 5 inch cock, which keeps me happy but something like this would just feel amazing.”“Well, I mean, if you want to…you know…you can…feel mine if you want.”“Conner, none of this is for. “Have a seat,” she invited me to wedge myself into the tiny, Oompa Loompa chair, while she perched in her comfy throne. My eyes were level with her knees. “1st grade looks pretty damn good on you, Connie.” I joked. “Quite a different look for you from last year.” She swiveled her chair from side to side, the tight cut of the dress forced her knees together until she reached down, pulled the hem up a little, which allowed her to cross one incredibly toned leg over the over. This whole. There was a small sign at the side of the road almost obscured by a billboard proclaiming "Scotty's Diner" to have the best tasting cheeseburgers on this side of the California/Nevada Stateline. It was a sloppy billboard looking like it was put up by the owner's themselves as a cheap way of advertising their business.The simple Town sign said,"Gold Rush" Pop: 211"It was dotted with several holes that looked suspiciously like bullet holes accumulated over the years by drunken marksmen with time. My stomach muscles contracted involuntarily as his finger slid right across my clit. The position he was in made his cock slide nearly out of me, and my muscles tensing caused my hips to rock forward just enough so he cock barely slid out of my pussy. His rapid thrusting was instinctive enough that he did not stop, he just thrust forward again. The position of my hips made his cock centered perfectly on my ass, and the lubrication between my cheeks and on his cock made it possible. He thrust.