"Uh - you said if I had any questions."I stretched, folding my hands behind my head, leaning back in my chair, crossing my ankles, my hardon flopped u... on my belly. "Ask away." I didn't realize it was so big!" she observed, staring unabashedly now.I shrugged. "Some are bigger, some are smaller." I'd been doing some research on the Internet. "I guess I'm about average, from what I've found out." What does it feel like?" You can touch it, if you want," I offered."NO! I mean, what does it feel. Her voice had a tone of innocence. I felt guilty for just having undressed her with my probing gaze. “Your aunt tells me you are not sure what you want to do with your life, now that you are a high school grad,” I prodded. She shrugged and smiled. “My aunt tells me you are moving away to become a doctor.” I let out a hardy laugh and corrected her, “No, Gloria, that’s it for me and school.” I abruptly realized that expressing this would be counterproductive in my attempts to convince this young. .. no makeup, no perfume, just a purely simple hottie with a body only a hungry slutdog like myself could ever worship. Sure as shit he doesn't, and she tells me. Oh, let's go back a tick. I hooked 'em up, she needed his good italian family values (and $$$$) and he was in a downward spiral from a previous import that he treated like a dog and she finally ran.... not to return.Seems that attitude is part of his package.Anyway, she's a thick and curvy hottie.... irish and likes a beer, me too. We. .. there is no going back."A smiles spread across her face as she realized she didn't want to. Why should she. She was happy now, and satisfied both sexually and mentally with this new relationship with her son."So my son fucks me... so what. As long as no one else find out what's the harm really."Janice looked into the face of her son as he laid sleeping. He looked so cute... so innocent. It was hard for her to believe he was the same person that had ridden on top of her like a wild-man for.