” One of the women gasped. She was maybe a bit too old for the makeup and hairstyling and a couple buttons too many opened on her blouse for her wei...ht but was clearly her accepted image. “THE Lexy Dorman?”The other women gathered closer, their collective eyes moving from Marge to me and back to Marge for the answer they all seemed very intent on hearing. Marge patted my arm and her face glowed with the apparent honor of being the first in the community to appear to be my friend. “YES! THAT. I reached out and took hold of it and pulled him towards me as I fondled his balls with my left hand and guided his cock to my mouth with my right.I opened my mouth wide to take him in and rested the tip of his cock on my tongue where I softly moved it around the head and then slid it under the skin so that I could swirl it around the head beneath this large foreskin. It feels so strange doing this and his is the only cock I’ve ever been able to do this with I could gently rub my tongue on the. The other two birlinns raced to the scene as fast as they could for rescue, but only four men clinging to pieces of the boat, were there for them to rescue. The red and gold striped sail and wreckage floated on the surface, all that was left to show where they’d been. The two birlinns were rowed as fast as they could for the shore, reaching it and slamming into the rocky shore. They climbed out with a ladder, swords at the ready, as they rushed along the high walls, until they came to a spot. . . and then all those dirty pyjama trousers . . .”I didn’t know what to say. I felt so enormously caught.“It’s all right, son,” my mother said reassuringly, “it’s completely normal for you to be so horny, certainly at your age.” She untied her skirt and let it drop on the floor, so that she was standing in front of me wearing only a pair of white panties. She stuck a hand into her panties and started to touch her pussy. “I know you have the hoots for me, son,” she said, “and I am your birthday.