I was blessed with good flexibility and one day alone at home I started trying to cum in my own mouth. I’d seen it on some forums and sites and knew...if I walked my legs towards me on the bed I could angle my dick right towards my face, hopefully shooting some in my mouth. As I started I was able to get my dick fairly close to my mouth, and just close enough to have the tip of my tongue touch the tip of my dick. This turned me on so much I felt I even grew a little more, and proceeded to jack. "Yes," I softly sigh. I want to beg you. Plead with you, to please put that finger in my wet hole. Please touch me. I'm screaming in my head. You begin to kiss your way down my stomach. Its hard not to tighten every muscle in my body. I'm tense. I know where you are going, and I can't wait. I spread my legs for you, knowing this is what you want. You look down at my pussy. "Such a pretty pink pussy." You smile, and you run your finger again through my slit. Your other hand is twisting your left. Wendy was in some discomfort, so to distract her, he gave her something to suck on, it was most satisfying all round, and led to three good orgasms, a more perfect welcome home Ian could not have wished for! The lad arrived just as the meal was served to a round of applause, blushing he washed his hands as Ian said, “thanks for opening the doors for him at last as now at last he could make a play for his mother!” Wendy blushed, but smiled, and May outlined the short holiday they were planning. He did not remember me but soon we were talking about his job seeking and the new store he was working at. After some small talk about his new job I did something really corny and asked him if I could ask a personal question. He gave me a quizzical look and I quietly said " please don't embarrass me publicly but I would really like to go to bed with you, and to prove my sincerity did he know anywhere nearby that was private enough where we could go and, to use a vulgar term, I could give him.