I know I can eat that, but I'd never live it down if I had a steak and my eyes were bigger than my tummy!"Jen did indeed manage her usual Knickerbocke... Glory, as always scraping the specially long spoon in the bottom of the glass to get the last little bit.For once, Mum and Dad allowed us to pay the bill without cheating or arguing. It was another sign that we were proper adults in their eyes.When we got home from the steakhouse, and Mum and Dad were watching the 'News at Ten' presented by. Maybe my parents always wanted to live in a jungle, and this was the closest they could get. Mom's waiting at the door. My mother is an Amazon. I'm tall for a girl - five eightish, or so, I never really paid much attention - but I'm kind of on the slender side. I curve nicely, full at the breasts and hip, but overall, I'm rather slim. Mom, on the other hand, is tall, period - six feet, and big in proportion, with a large-boned, powerful look to her. She keeps in shape, and the athleticism on. My penis was small enough that it was completely covered by the ‘shower cap’. I called to let her know that I was ready and she came back into the room.She maneuvered the bulb around and watched it on the screen as she held the wand way down in my crotch. To do this, she had to reach her hand well in between my thighs. I think she must have positioned the bulb on my prostate, because when she flipped a switch on the handle, it started to vibrate and immediately my winky woke up and started to. .”“I’d prefer that, after a bit of getting to know each other, she is THE one. If it’s right for her and right for you. People aren’t toys.”“And I never treated Sandy like one,” Matt said. “I’m just as vulnerable here as she is, being as how I’ve got an actual conscience and all...”“Okay, kids, play nice,” I said again. Actually, I think they’re just jousting.She looked at me, then Matt. “Y’all want some coffee? I got some good stuff. Making a fresh pot.”“Sure,” I said, echoed by Matt’s “if you.