I slowly sat in front of mom and spread her legs further apart. I brushed my nose near her cunt and smelled that beautiful smell. I took my tongue out...and started moving it all over her cunt. Mom grabbed my head pulled me, parting her legs further more. I knew she was enjoying it. I made her sit on the bed. I lifted her legs and spread them apart, to take a close view of my birth passage, I parted her cunt lips and inserted my tongue inside. Mom was unable to bear this pleasure. She fell back. On my drive to work that day, I pulled out my soft cock while cruising down the highway. In an instant it was hard again, and I casually stroked it all the way to work. As I parked my car, I gave it a few more tugs until I felt the my balls ready to empty. I zipped up and headed into the office. I had a visible bulge in my pants, which is always fun to see who glances as I fill my morning coffee. During that work day, I pulled it out a couple times under my desk, slowly edging it to the bring. Madame C put on a rather large strap on and began to buckle up the supporting side straps, as she did so she instructed Jenny to put hers on - the maid was to be spit roasted!The woman paraded around the maid in circles-teasing her with their large cocks. The maids eyes were flashing with fear and a mixture of excitement as they darted between the large cock that Madame C was wearing and the cock that Jenny had on-they looked huge and intimidating….before the maid could look any more Madame C. But I mean, the things, the people, what you write about, does all that come from like, experience?”She seemed to be struggling. I had to give her props for the guts it must have taken to approach me, then to stick with it.“Well, I don’t know what you have there so I can’t really say. Can I read it? Re-read it, I mean?”She held out the sheaf and I took it. What I’d written:“It was hot in Ellen’s bedroom. She’d thrown off the covers and lay naked on the sheets, splayed wide, her hands busy at.