”I composed myself, trying to let go of the silly argument. “All right, cool. Let’s just keep an open mind here and—”Carl bashed on his snar... drum, cutting me off. I tuned up my guitar, suddenly angry at the way it was going. Then I took a breath and decided to let Lara make her own case when she arrived. This was all useless preamble. But what if she flaked out and was underwhelming?We warmed up with a couple of runs through familiar material. Pete seemed impatient, glancing out the windows. It was strange, exciting feeling; his cock tasted so good and felt so right in my mouth. A warm, loving sense of fulfillment, combined with raw animal sex as I knew I was bringing him pleasure as he filled my mouth even more with his wonderful organ. It was a feeling like no other. I was sucking a man’s cock! And I loved every second of it. “Hmmm,” he purred. You’re a rather good cocksucker, aren’t you?” “For you, I’ll do anything,” I breathlessly replied, and then went back to sucking him. Yer can always tell a woman that’s being well serviced from one who ain’t, cause they’re far less uptight.” Tex reported with a horny look in his eyes. With a salacious grin he concluded, “thing is, women need to have their pussies well-oiled to keep them happy.”“Oh?” was all Sam could manage.“I regularly offer a ‘double service’ to my, mostly female customers. They love it, and, well… pussy is pussy, so how can I refuse,” he stated with bravado.“What about Gail?” she replied.After a laugh Tex. I nodded. "I am telling you Larry. If you ask your wife to get you lubricant so you can fist me, she'll do it without any questions." "I don't believe that." I said. "Lets try it tonight." mom said accepting the challenge. That night at 8 o'clock someone rang the doorbell. I was watching TV and Heather was reading a book. She looked at me but I ignored her and the door. Finally she got up and opened the door. I heard her say a few words and then she came back with my mother behind her. Mom.