But we never did get to the threesome before the relationship ended.Which brings me to the ad I placed online. I am now 28, single and living alone in...DC. Since I am single and do not know many people in this new city, I end up spending a lot of my time home alone, watching porn. Part of my porn "ritual" is looking at the adult personal ads posted online. As I was viewing those and other pictures of sex acts, I began getting a tingling feeling in my asshole. I was going to need to use one of my. We toured his house and then went into the basement. He opened a door and I was amazed. There was a full studio of light and camera equipment, a bed, a table with straps, a wall full of cuffs and leather restraints and something I didn't recognize. My cock got hard just seeing this. I brought a blood test to prove to him that I was HIV negative. He gave me a copy of his last test. With that over with, we went upstairs and relaxed until evening.At about 6PM, there was a knock on the door. Jim. It was blowing my ponytail around. A light cooling drizzle started to come down; it got faster and harder and we started to run to find shelter. Luckily there was a little shack just off the fairway. As we ran I saw you look over at my breasts. They bounced up and down as I took deep breaths. The rain was dripping off my now messy soaked hair, down my face, down my chin towards my boobs. In the shack, it was warm and muggy but dry. I sat down on a bench that was inside and unbuttoned a few. Her hand on it felt exquisite."Well, maybe I should take my bra off," she said, and with that she put her hand behind her and unclasped it.Mom's glorious, large boobs came into full view. She then knelt down in front of me, her back against the sofa chair for support and said, "Try fucking my tits, that might do it."Fuck! Hearing her talk like that was a real turn on!Mom held up her tits for me, so that I could rub my cock between them.I grabbed my prick with my right hand again and started.