I winced as I saw her lovingly look up at Francis as she started doing what until today had been reserved only for my much smaller cock. It felt like ... kick in the gut as I watched her go through the familiar routine of which I was normally the lucky recipient. First, the kiss and the teasing, loving eye contact. Then she took his fat cockhead all the way into her mouth, her lips stretched by his girth as she sucked and her tongue played with the eye of his cock before it moved to the sensitive. Whatever. It just didn't register for me. I had been totally happy with a fairly consistent stream of women through high school and college so far. Other forms of release had just not come up. At this point I was starting to think, "Why not?" No one beside Amy and the 'yet-to-be-named-player' would know. Could I live with myself after? Probably. Would I still have Amy? Yes. Would I throw up or something very uncool? Unlikely. Could I even get hard? Hmmm. Getting and staying hard was never an. Grasping me tighter to her, my Mother buried her face into my shoulder as she stroked my hair and cooed into my left ear. "Do it, baby," she whispered, "Fill Mommy's pussy with your thick spunk. Oh, there it is. I can feel you spurting inside me, Henry!"Swept up in a blinding whiteout, I hung there for a moment in suspended ejaculation as I became nothing more than a flesh and blood piston delivering sperm to where it was meant to go. Each release was better than the last until my testicles had. I grinned, stood up, and took my trunks off and tossed them in the corner. Their eyes got wide as they got a good look at me.“Your turn!” I smirked, not sure what they would do.Sofia stood up and quickly slid the straps from her shoulders and pulled her suit down, stepping out of it. She reminded me of Joyce in terms of olive skin, though her breasts were bigger, closer to Jennifer’s size, and she was a bit curvier than Joyce. She had a moderate patch of dark pubic hair that was trimmed along.