How I wished I had stuck my sperm covered fingers in my mouth and savored the tart, salty taste of Bobby’s virgin cum on my tongue, but my chance wa... gone… and then suddenly something in my brain went off, and a mystery that lasted for over twenty-five years was solved.Ever since the day I discovered my dad’s stash of erotica, I wondered why I had been drawn to the stories of women introducing young men to the joys of sex, but I couldn’t figure it out. Then for twenty-four years after Becky. ”“Oh really? Maybe i’ll take you up on that and sit on your lap now.”I quickly looked up at her. “I wouldn’t mind that at all.”Her eyes locked on me for a moment then she stepped in front of me, and sat down on my lap. But this time her legs were outside mine and she was more open and exposed. I believed that my mother had just spread herself and sat on my lap. It was instant hard-on. My cock rose quickly to lodge itself against her pussy, covered only by her thin dress and panties. A moment. Scotty said that would be your answer, and you just cost me twenty dollars," Caleb continued with a grimace. "He's in the Congressional Suite on the second floor. I'm part of his security for today. I'll let him know that the front desk security protocols are acceptable. He was curious. He's thinking about a permanent residence here for when he's in the city. Thanks for your time."Caleb turned and quickly, without seeming to hurry, went up a broad staircase to the second floor. Moments later he. Her total immersion in her feelings was so enjoyable I felt relaxed and content, though my penis clearly disagreed and remained poker-stiff.Suddenly she stiffened and sat up, pushing me deep again and gasping, before looking puzzled and penitent.“It’s OK,” I said. “It was good for me too. Still is!”“But you haven’t come!” she said with a worried frown.“Do you always have to come?” I asked her.“Well, no, it can feel really good without an orgasm.”“There you are then.” I said.“But...”“Hmm?” I.