She leaned against the huge, oak table and sipped it, wondering what was wrong with her son.His shuffling feet made her lift her head. Johnny came in ...earing his usual faded cutoff jeans. Seeing his mother sipping a beer, he opened one for himself. He had never drunk beer in front of her before, but she knew he had had one or two on very hot days.She looked at him, seeing his handsome face, his hair curling at his neck. He was as tanned as she was, his flesh brown from the sun.When half his. Harry parted the overlapping flaps of his underwear and pulled his semi-hard cock and tightening balls through the hole so that as he stopped holding the front of his underwear apart it contracted like a loose cock ring. He had always been confident in his size, though he wasn’t huge. He had a nicely shaped head, the top of which curved inward and back up into the ridge at the base of the head in a way that made it look stylish. The rim of the head met the smooth skin of his cock on the bottom. I thrust my eager tongue once up into your pussy before sliding away in a tease.“Please,” you gasp, “Harder.”I grin up at you, not answering verbally. Instead, I thrust my middle finger up your snatch in one hard thrust, jolting your body despite the intense wetness I find there. I slide my finger out again, circling your wet hole with its tip. You clutch at my hand with one of your own, trying to shove it back in. I sling an arm around your hips, bracing your weight as I pull you closer. I. She blinked rapidly and looked at me. "You? What about you?" About this?" I said, pointing to my erection. "How about you finish me with your hand?" No." Or a blowjob." No." Why not?" That would make me too excited. I wouldn't be able to control myself."I laughed. I had never run across a woman who resisted like this! "So then what? Do you just want to get drunk?"She frowned. "Don't be mean. Who knows? Maybe if you were more persuasive..." I think I'll just go back to the hotel." Charlie can.