............. I woke feeling better, much better. I had the typical morning wood and wanted to stroke it but I didn't. After taking a shower and dress...ng I went to the kitchen. When I walked in Mom was standing at the counter. She had that short robe on and she was on her toes stretching to reach something, causing her robe to ride up.My cock started to rise up as I looked up and down her legs while noticing the shape of her butt which was just above the bottom out of her robe. I drew in then. I was good. I bet I was his best! I had fantasized for so many years about putting a penis in my mouth – about sucking cock - that those events had shaken me to my core. Sucking him had been truly awesome. I couldn't deny this. But I would put this behind me. I had video of both of my blowjobs that I could masturbate to and had already done so, in fact. It was better to move on and list this as a "been there, done that" bucket list event. Something I wouldn't repeat. Just like Jake had. ..see for yourself. She even underlined my name three times!"Then handing her another sheet, this one laminated for some fucked up reason, Winter gazed at it, looking confused. Finally, she said in an ashamed tone, " Look, just because I graduated from Stanford, doesn't mean I can read cursive!"Thinking for sure I heard that incorrectly, I repeated "Stanford?" (I was curious if there was a Stanford Community College hidden away in Arkansas I was unfamiliar with.) She nodded and explained. Poor Hyacinth was certainly not an expert in penis sizes, despite her attractive appeal in her sensuous all-white uniform, but it impressed her that the outdoor workers were each a little bit bigger than the other in that department and she barely had time to catch her breath before they introduced her to the next one in line. She later admitted to her best friend Nancy that the shock of being stretched continuously without respite was the reason why she submitted without a single word of.