I could see the concern on her face, and the warmth of her caring would stir inside of me. I’d feel embarrassed about impure thoughts, but she wants...me to explore them. She understand everything about the human sexual appetite and wants to feed everything that I crave. I reach out and touch her tummy, then waist and she coos like a bird, closing her eyes with a smile. Putting her hand over the flesh covering my human heart. I pull her closer, my lips kissing up and down her tummy. I can feel. Even with that, she was well on her way to cumming when I saw Jeff's hand come into the picture and press a button on the VCR remote. Hearing Allie's voice, "Oh my God, that's Paul." I shot up in bed. She was frozen in mid-stroke staring in the direction of the TV. "Oh, God, what's he doing?" Jeff laughed, "What's it look like he's doing?" My hard-on shrunk in my hand. I couldn't see what she was seeing, but I had a pretty good idea of what she was looking at. What I didn't know was why. How. She started kissing and licking my penis, and soon found I liked it when she licked me across my nozzle. She took my entire penis head into her mouth, squeezed her lips round my shaft and massaged my penis head with her tongue. As she lay across me doing that to my cock my hands were all over her legs and bum and playing with her pussy from behind. Again my grunts, writhing, and my franticly exploring hands on her body must have told her she was hitting the right spot! I fought not to cum there. My mother was an exception to that rule. I don’t remember her at all, but according to Doug, she showed up at his door drunk with 2-year-old me in tow and demanded child support from him. The story goes he called CPS and ended up getting full custody of me in the courts later on. He was a cheap bastard, especially when it came to women. It somehow served him well, though.He raised me reasonably well, with the exception of the ideas he put into my head about women. I didn’t get his charisma, so.