“Omigod Jack, that’s the biggest cockhead I have ever seen. It’s beautiful. I have an overwhelming desire to touch it. Can I?”“Of course you...can,” I replied.With one hand she grasped the shaft of my cock and she ran the tips of her fingers of the other hand all over the engorged and now throbbing head. “Oh, Jack, it’s so incredibly hard and yet soft at the same time. It’s like a bar of steel. My boyfriend’s cock is never this hard. Can I jack you off? I want to see you cum. When my boyfriend. ‘Do it son. Do it for me.’‘Alright mom.’I started to stroke my fully erect shaft with the tip of my cup projects into the coffee. After a few minutes, I could not feel anything and mom kept her position still.‘I think you’re cock is tired. If you want, I can take it out for you.’‘It’s okay, I can handle it.’Again after a few minutes, I could feel a boiling rush in my shaft. The stroking only won’t enough to pump out my cum. So I decided to close my eyes and imagine my mom thrusting my cock into. The basics are provided, just like they're slowly getting to be here. If you want something that ISN'T basic, you wheedle him for it." So I don't need money..." Jolene looked confused."You don't even GET money," Pete explained. "He does, but you are totally dependent on him." So what do I do?" Jolene asked.Pete shrugged. "What he tells you to. Clean house. Raise kids. Fuck. Whatever makes him happy."Jolene frowned. "Sounds a lot like they used to tell us marriage was -- but it ain't."Pete. This became a well known open secret that I pretended was nothing like me, although I had already done some porn work in Amsterdam almost 10 years before that !. Shirley never would have guessed.Every time they would come to visit, I would get a phone call telling me and I would have to dash upstairs, strip out of my usual clothes,short skirts,stockings,no bra and get all trussed up in my oldest most dowdy looking clothes!! And doing porn in the 1970s was a lot more daring.