I was now really turning red !"That's right, son, " she said softly. "I imagine it hasn't grown all that much either since then, has it? Doesn't sound...like it from what your poor little wife told us yesterday, Robert." She always calls me Robert when talking about anything she terms as serious. I wasn't sure what to say, so I said nothing, and took another sip pf my coffee."We might as well take a look son, let's see it, " mom spoke out."See what…my cock?!" I proclaimed. "Mom, you can't be. It was a shame in a way that we were having a threesome as I would have been in ecstasy just with her, but little did I know the treat we were in for. By this point mark has been stripping off and was naked and to full attention. Gerri and I both dropped to our knees to worship his cock, which seemed bigger then before and was rock hard. He couldn’t believe his luck and in all honesty he was punching well above his weight. Under normal circumstances at home he would have been very lucky to. "Stacey, are you ill?" Cheryl asked her.Cheryl was another annoying co-worker, but she at least meant well. She just had it easier with her husband, and made a point of giving Stacey unsolicited advice on her marriage. Of course, she was also a Bible-thumper and complained about her husband's resistance to her conversion efforts, so Stacey didn't take her counsel too seriously. Any woman who couldn't see her good fortune in marrying someone like Don, without trying to change him, clearly had. I am tied to the land, the farm, and it is my place. Do you understand that, my son?" He placed his aged hand on Michael's wrist as emphasis. Michael told him he thought he did understand. Len smiled and began his story. 3 "Always I remember life on the farm, Michael. It was always there for me, and in time I was there for it. I and my father worked hard, but we also played hard. He enjoyed an occasional night with his friends, a night of cards, wine, and conversation. I had afternoons of.