"Thanks, Hut". Finished with her hair she asked "Ready for my massage?"I said "Whenever you are, Mom. Do we need the baby oil from downstairs?" No, I ...ave some here under the cabinet" and as she bent over to get it those tits of hers swung away from her body to hang down pointed at the floor. I could feel stirrings already. They always did that to me and even to this day, Barb, my wife's tits always do the same thing to me. She said "C'mon" as she brushed past me, went to the upstairs linen. ”“Not a problem,” I laughed, stroking her lean body.“I guess I got over your geekiness,” she laughed as well. “Much to my pleasure.”We paused for a small kiss and for contemplation.“What if...” she broke the silence, “we go to the source again? The one I used for my latest play?”“Nick and Simon?”“Not Simon. I don’t think Nick would mind. In fact I think he wants to expose his presence, even if it seems completely fictionalized.”“What are you thinking?”“The skin that sort of started the. I had fucked some big cocks in the past, but I suspected that his was bigger than any of the ones I had fuck in the past. Even if I was soaking wet, he had to work to get his monster cock inside of me. when I thought he was fully inserted, I reached down to my pussy and to my surprise found that he must have another 4 or 5 inches left to push in. He held my hips and started to lift me up and down over his cock. Each time I sank down on it, he got a little bit deeper. After a couple of minutes I. . Well! Anyway. Aren't you cute! Come in- I'll clear a place at the table for you two to work." Jason rolled his eyes and Rebecca stepped close. "I'm not 'cute,'" she said so only he could hear. "I'm a fucking hot piece of ass! " Jason went into a coughing fit and stumbled into the kitchen, Rebecca following smugly. Jason's mom called from the kitchen, "You okay, honey? Here's a glass of water." She came in, water in one hand, a dish towel in the other. "Poor dear. He has sensitive lungs..