It didn’t hurt that much but the speed and power came as a shock. Even more shocking was that I liked it. His cock felt different than a dildo, bett...r somehow. Maybe it was just knowing that it was a real cock, but it it had a pliancy and a life. I lowered my face because I didn’t want Julie to see how much I was into it. I was horrified that she was seeing this but in some perverse way I wanted her to get off on it. I wanted to do a good job for her. I started pushing back to meet Costello’s. "What the fuck difference does it make what underwear I use?" her mind screamed. Never-the-less, Joe would not be content with her wearing the grannies. Although nobody would ever know, Joe was always more aroused, knowing what was under that dress.Jenn put on the grey thong as she sat. She couldn't bear to do it standing and see such a wanton image in the mirror. She picked up the grey-green western shirt and put it on. It was a dark color with green embroidery and sequins embellishing the. She flicked her tongue across the top of my hot cock and then pressed her lips over my aching head. She slid her mouth down over my cock slowly, driving me wild. I could have cum right then, but I managed to withstand the desire. This was too good a blow job to end now. Mom moaned as she sucked my willing rod. She went down, down, down all the way to my balls. My cock was about 8 inches and she had every inch down her throat.She slid up and down, a little faster each time. I was going to. She has a high flying directors position so she always dresses smartly. I have to stand to attention while she gets changed, in case there are any creases or anything. I am always careful with her ironing. The first time I made a mistake, she called into work to say that she would be an hour late. She spent the entire hour smacking me with a paddle until I cried. Now, I always take care with her clothes.Once she leaves for work, I have a lot to do. First, I clean and dust the house. After that,.