” He gave a deep sigh but a soft smile also formed on his mouth. “I have the research I need. I am going to leave. Like you, I need to be honest t... myself … and to others. I need to find a way to release my findings but in a positive way. It may lead to nothing. Others have tried, I suppose, but I have to try.”I pressed into him and hugged him, again. Without releasing him, I asked if he was sincere about leaving. He responded unequivocally the he was … thanks to this discussion, he needed to.. "Please cum already!" she said.He made a comment that maybe her mouth could finish him quicker. She told him no way. "Come on don't make me do that. Come on." You know you want to taste it just this once." My wife again told him no. "How about this? You kiss it just one. One little kiss and I promise to cum within a minute."My wife thought it over. "You promise? No bullshit? You are not going to push the back of my head down or anything?" He smiled and promised her he would not.She looked. "Mr. Fuller, you seem really tense." She leaned forward, running one finger up the length of his covered member; Ron bit his lip to stifle a groan as his cock twitched in his pants."Molly, I, uh—" He tried."Uh uh uh," Molly scolded him as she reached for his belt. "Remember what I told you: if you ever feel too stressed again, you let me know." She undid his belt buckle, unfastened his button, and unzipped his pants. In a swift motion, she slid his pants down his legs, bunching them up at his. As we headed upstairs my cock was already starting to grow and I hoped Jim's was the same . After a while looking at the mags Jim asked me if I'd ever worn my mums knickers and stuff , I admitted I had and he told me that he loved doing it . The decision was made to head through to his parents bedroom and his mums dresser , now Jim's was was a bit of a looker and I'm sure she had a few admirers especially with his dad not always around , he knew which drawer to head for obviously having done it.