She turned to me and with a sly grin, “really, so any guy and girl would do it on a pile of shit if they were feeling in the mood.” We both laugh,...I look down and see her breasts bouncing as she laughs and feel my cock starting to stir. “I'm not so sure about that but I'm sure almost anywhere if the mood is right,” I say as my eyes move up and down her body. She leans back a little and places her hand on my chest. “I can't believe you are checking me out right now after finding this,” she says. “I promised you a blow job you will cherish for a long time Vince,” I tell him confident of my prowess as I blow on his cock, lick it, then slide as much of his cock as I can between my tightly pursed lips while I tease his balls and then squeeze them harder as I increase the tempo.“Do you like watching me blowing a man who is hung like a horse while he is blowing you baby?” I ask my man. “Love it baby, you are so good at it. Look how hard you have made my cock,” he tells me as he removes it. "I- I- f- found it mummy," he stammered nervously."I know that my darling. But it's not yours is it?"I gently tugged the shoulder straps and plucked the flabby cups that sagged against his budding breasts. He had been wearing a trainer bra for several years in the hope of success and it was only now that he had any genuine use for it. Nevertheless the full C-cups of Jane's adult sized teddy hung like a sack on him."It doesn't even fit you properly does it? Look; these cups are loose, there's. You know..." I know all that sad story. There's my sad story. A year in prison... and trying to get a job as a convicted felon later. Then I got smart and did what you did. Changed my name, hid out across the country. Then I got smarter and looked for you." How did you find me?"Anything to get her mind off her misery, mental and physical. Those hands gave her nipples pleasure-torture.He chuckled. "Used the computer, what else. I used some of the latest work on information theory, specifically.