“I want to ask you, but I don’t have the words. I have already here been, sorry… been here two weeks and we never had a nice talk.” “That’... probably my fault,” admitted Ben. “Máte fantaziemi?” “Fantasy?” “Yes, fantasy. You have?” Martina ran her hand through her hair, cocking her head to one side and flashed a gaze at Ben, which sent a spark of passion through his body. He moved from foot to foot awkwardly, shielding the front of his trousers. “Fantaziemi, které povedou k masturbaci,” she said. I tried to process in my brain the words she had just said to me and the visual image in front of me. Rachel held two drinks and handed one to me. The Crown was cool and strong but I took a healthy gulp. A wicked smile crossed her lips before she brought the glass to them."I won't tell you again, Andy. Strip … Now." I sat the glass down and quickly removed my suit, letting it all fall to the floor. I was scared and turned on and really not sure what to expect but I was quickly standing. You could pass me off as a cousin. I meet him, have a few drinks, and I’d blow, see.”She gave him a funny stare. Sometimes he couldn’t get her at all. Little tear pockets formed, then she wiped them away and laughed. Or tried to laugh. It was a cross between a chuckle and a sob.“All right; darling. If you really want, I’ll do it for you.”“Know what that’l1 make you?” he asked“It could make me a sort of working housewife.” She. I assumed this was do to how saggy they were. I felt like I was going to cum. I knew I wouldn’t last long anyway with my mom jerking me off and my finally grabbing her giant boobs.“Mom, slow down or I am going to finish.”“What, a real man can’t get hard again?” She was right. I continued to squeeze her boobs until I felt the explosion coming on. I turned so my cock wasn’t pointed towards her and she jerked me off right onto the floor.“We will clean that.