" What? A VW bug older than my dad?" Robbie asked."Or something." I'd been saving for a car since I was eleven. Most of the money I'd made mowing lawn... or, since moving to Washington, shoveling snow, wound up in my bank account. The last two summers I'd managed to have a real job washing dishes at the Three Blondes, a restaurant in the center of town, and that added a nice chunk too.I had the incentive that Grandpa Doug said he'd match whatever was in there on the day of my birthday. And, of. .. Lick me... Suck your mother baby... Drink my juice... Drink your mother's cum... AAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEE... AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH... UUUNNNGGGHHH... UUNNNGGGHHH... AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" He continued his oral gymnastics for several more minutes until he heard his mother whisper the words he had never before thought he would hear. "Please fuck me honey... Fuck your mother... Please fuck my horny pussy... Fuck mommy baby... Push your cock in mommy's pussy... I want to feel your hard cock in me... Fuck mommy's. She still had her lips wrapped around him as the last few spurts of his warm cum shot out of his softening cock. She liked the taste of him; he was salty and a little bit musky.Licking the last bit of cum off his cock, she leaned back on her heels and licked her lips.He collapsed onto the couch in front of her, looking her over.“That was one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had. Are you sure you’ve never done that before?” He eyed her suspiciously.She shook her head, her lips glistening with his. Next, my spouse pulled out a black dress, and raising my arms they slid itover my head, pulling it down until it was in its proper place, and by nowI was tingling all over from the feelings this act was producing in me.Gently, my spouse put my feet in a pair of stiletto heels, and then helpedme stand again. Not used to being in such shoes, I wobbled a bit, butfound my balance.Finally, my spouse took out a pallet of makeup, and before I knew it, Iwas done. My spouse had asked me to close my eyes.