Whenever my Mom says she wants to talk to me it's usually bad and usually my fault.Oh well, I can escape my concerns for a little bit I'll get back to...the epic date I have with my cock some lube and the living room couch. I was having quite the time with myself there laying on the couch, with my big thick cock. I had a special edging technique going that I had just learned, you thrust and squeeze just the head of your cock down onto your cock. Squeeze push let go, squeeze push let go. I was. I do!” the binoculars trembled even more. “Damn you Kevin and your cam!” She breathed heavily, “Can you hold for a second?”“Yep” I grinned and answered, “I certainly can!”She put the binoculars down on the desktop and rose from her seat. For a brief moment I caught a glimpse of her thick dark bush as she moved away from the camera. A couple of seconds later she returned and stacked five or six thick text books on the top of her desk and placed the binoculars on top. The kimono hung open. “Oh. Oh. Ohhh,” she sang as her body shuddered beneath me. I finished pumping my stuff into her chute and climbed off. She collapsed next to me and put her head into the crook of my arm.“Well,” she said in tired-but-witty mode. “That was a surprise.”“Nice?” I asked.“Nice is not the word,” she said, searching for the right one. “Scary, painful, excruciating… amazing.”“You never done that before?” I asked.“You know the answer to that,” she said flatly, and for once I believed her. I couldn’t. My other hand reached down to cup her smooth balls as I started to take her shaft down my throat. Karla let out of soft moan and I began to give her some inspired head. She began to run her finger through my hair as I spent the next couple of minutes slobbering all over her cock.It wasn't long before Karla begged me to stop because she was getting too close. I gave her slick cock a kiss and stood up. She told me to get undressed and on the bed. I stripped down quickly and laid down while.