" But..."He interrupted, "Please s*s, it's okay. I mean, I understand, I've been talking about some pretty sensual stuff about me and Emma." I was sur...rised that he wasn't freaked out because I was touching myself. The sense of relief was overwhelming.I whispered, "Thank you for not being upset at me."I looked up at him, and I couldn't tell he was thinking. He seemed so intensely focused. After an awkward silence, he nervously asked, "Do you think that - maybe - you can have an orgasm?"I was. . God, I can't remember how long. Hank never had much time for cuddling." What about Dad? Did he?"She moved, putting a little more pressure against my side for a moment. "We didn't have that much time, but yeah, he did. Your dad was real gentle. You look so much like him, Joe, so, so much like him." You said." You were never a mistake," she whispered, and kissed my cheek again, moved and kissed my neck, her hand stroking my chest.Now? I thought. But Mom wanted to talk about about Ricky. His. I did not respond. She said, your penis looked big and I couldn’t see it properly the other day. Again, I did not respond and lowered my head and sat there crossing my hands over my bulge. Then she said, OK, if you are not showing it to me, then I think I should see it for myself.She then lay her hands on my hands and moved my both hands sideways, she then sat down on the floor from the sofa and between my legs. I was shivering like anything. She then grabbed on my pants from the waist and. She started cumming hard, forcing her tongue deeper in my mouth. Her fingers went in as deep as they could go, lodging in my ass, I could feel them became ridged. Her body convulsed and trembled against me. I could feel her pussy juices dripping down my ass. Looking up at each other she said "That was one intense orgasm," as she pulled her fingers out of my ass. She got up and went to the bathroom to clean up, I laid there taking a couple of breathes and tasting my cum in my mouth. Compared to.