Among many other things he told me, he said his young wife wanted to watch him give another guy a blow job. I asked him if he did it. He told me he ju...t hadn’t found another guy that he was willing to suck. Then he looked at me with a very serious face. “Would you mind showing me your cock?” He asked. “If you don’t want to, I can leave now. You just look like the type I have been looking for to please my wife.” I didn’t really know what to think. Without thinking, I put my pole. "The music doesn't get much better than this, I'm affraid," smiled Shelley. We all knew that Shelley liked old fashioned rock and country, only at social events pretending to enjoy classical."Speaking of which," came Stan, turning to my wife Margery, "You owe me a dance." Yes indeed I do," smiled Margery, leaving my shoulder as they went to the dance hall.Shelley and I remained together, smiling to ourselves. It had been a long time sense we were little children, listening to Elton John and Led. She was so tight and wet. I started slow. Going back and forth wiggling my fingers. She was moaning a little louder now. I started to blow air onto her clit. She seemed to enjoy because I felt her get wetter. I then started licking and nibbling on her clit and going faster with my fingers. I spread her pussy lips open. And stuck my tongue inside. She moaned and I flicked my tongue fast as she played with my hair and shoved my head into her body so my tongue would be deeper. I slowed down and. I was afraid they would pull me out of my mom’s Thanksgiving Dinner. I shouldn’t have worried. The vice cops had real fish to fry. They might or might not ever get around to me.The dinner at mom’s started at 4PM. Dad was in attendance with yet another younger woman, and the dog doc was there for mom. Once again I was alone for a holiday meal at mom’s house.Mom caught me away from everyone else and asked, “Where is Lucy. I thought for sure she would be your plus one?”“She is kind of tied up,” I.