The lad took the other seat, and his mother after chatting about his brothers for a while, suddenly asked if he liked ‘tupping the cook’ he grinne... and said, “well, she`s grateful, willing and oh so different from you mother dear, your body is neat and …well, pretty, hers is flabby, and she`s very self-conscious!” she smiled then he said, “it`s hardly gentlemanly to discuss another lover with you mother. “ I wasn’t looking forward to having her, and I did it to please you that first time, but. She started to sob “no, no, please no” even as her uterus was convulsing and her cervix was clamping down on the head of my cock! She moaned, now with a defeated look on her face, “please no, don’t get me pregnant, I’m married…” It seemed like slow motion as I felt my sperm leaving my balls and traveling up my long shaft and finally exploding out of the engorged head of my twitching cock into her open waiting womb! Spurt after spurt of thick white cum filled her belly as I pushed in and ground. ”My mind was in overflow, Tiffany’s mom Rhya just ate me out. My body was still pulsating from indescribable pleasure; my mind still trying to come to terms with what just happened. Girls do not like girls, that fact has been pounded into me for all my life ... But why does a girl eating me out feel so good?I have no idea how long I was sitting in the chair, my mind was calculating in hours, actually it was only minutes. Opening my eyes, I was greeted by Rhya’s smiling face, licking her lips.. As I take them off, I get a whiff. DAMM. I kinda grin, and even dad said I stunk, to take them outside. “Well, they are three years old now dad—and I am a jock—I just fuckin stink. And speaking of jocks—this one seems to be getting a bit tight—I'll be rite back. I go to my room, and peeling out of my sweats, and then the jock, toss it to the floor of the closet. Putting the sweats back on, which were a bit snug as well, I return to the living room, shirtless and barefoot. I go for another beer,.