She reached with both hands, tugged down my zipper, and said, "Let's see what you have here," and reached inside and pulled out my cock and held it. I...was just frozen. I couldn't move. My girlfriend's mother was gripping my dick like it was the most normal thing to do on a Saturday morning.She looked at it for what seemed like a long time, then said, "My, Stan, I haven't seen one this nice and big for a long time. Reach down and push the seat all the way back, would you?"As I did, she leaned. What will I do to make it better? You can start by taking it out and looking at what you have done to me! he demanded. He then removed his arm fom my waist and pushed my shoulders downwards. I fell to my knees and looked up at him as I slowly undone his trousers, and as they fell around his ankles I removed his hard thick cock from his pants. It was amazing, my mum certainly has good taste. His cock was around 9 inches long and really thick. I was sure I was going to have a good time. . It was like the frisbee in a way. You could do tricks with it if you played with it long enough.The boomerang went out and it took a while until I got it to work right. The man making a left had version got his to work first. He was as excited as a boy and was telling everybody what had to be done to do it right. Those throwing it right handed failed utterly and they could not throw it with their left very well.I was not that bad after ten throws and my casts got better the more I tried.. "Are you having a good time?" I asked."I'm having a wonderful time. How about you?" Can't you tell? She laughed and smiled and moving her lips close to my ear she said,"Remember act two?" Burned forever in my memory. I always wondered what would happen in act three." Would you like to find out?" Is the pope a Catholic?", I said and taking her hand, we walked off the dance floor. At the door I said "I'll meet you back at the motel." I'm in room 102," she replied.It took just minutes to get to.