The salesman bought a ticket and sat down.There, on centre stage, was a table with three walnuts on it. Standing next to it was an old Scotsman.Sudden...y the old man lifted his kilt, whipped out a huge willy and smashed all three walnuts with three mighty swings!The crowd erupted in applause as the elderly Scot was carried off on the shoulders of the crowd.Ten years later the salesman visited the same little town and saw a new poster for the same circus and the same sign:"Don't miss Jock The. They both eventually picked up, I simply explained the situation, and how to get to my house and they were both keen, and enthusiastic to the idea, and said they’d both meet up and get to my house A.S.A.P. I was ecstatic with the shitload of time we had today, and I prepared Matthew’s and Tommy’s visit. I undressed to my shorts, got some lube, fixed up my room and turned on my T.V. awaiting their arrivals. Not too much longer, I heard a doorbell, checked out of my. Most of the times, she reads the newspaper sitting on the floor. I get a clear view of her thighs while doing so as she spreads apart her legs. Since she was fair, sometimes I even get a chance to see her pussy. I have even seen her putting her hand inside the panty and scratching the pussy area.Coming to the story now. The heroine of this story is also my mom. Whenever there was a chance to travel with my mom, I become excited because some unusual things were bound happen.Once, we had to visit. I'm perfectly OK with it. Remember, I started it." she answered as she straightened my tie. "In fact, I enjoyed it so much, that I want to do it again!" Oh, God, no. We can't!" I gasped.She pulled on my tie, bringing my face down to hers."Oh, yes we can!" Our noses were touching as she breathed in. "You smell like pussy, Rev." Her tongue darted out of her mouth, washing over my lips. "And you taste like pussy, too!" Her tongue wormed its way into my mouth as her lips smashed into mine. Breaking.