“Pussy, maybe, or a nice blow-job, perhaps?”“You know me! Mom!” he replied, pulling at her long nipples. “I’ll take what I can get.”She ...urned in his arms, shaking her tits in his face as he ran his hands down, cupping her pantied ass. “That’s what I like about you most, Jerry. You don’t show favoritism. You’ll stick that cock anywhere. I like that in my man!”“Show me how you piss, Mom,” he said, nuzzling his face between her tits. “I wanna watch you piss!”“Okay!” she said, with a giggle. “How. My tale will begin with a scene I once had. This scene will be for you to decide whether it was real or just from the shadows of my imagination.I lay spreadeagled on my 4-poster bed. He shut the curtains around the bed, to block out my view of the room. I could only hear the sounds of movement and breathing. My other senses became more alert and aware. My body tingled at what would happen. The taboo of it all was even more of a turn-on. What taboo, you ask? That is for you to define. I will not. If you are then unzip,flop ya knob out and stroke away.I wanna know the spunk's squirting.Oh,and cheers for the feedback to my last story.I was just shy of my 14th birthday & had been tugging on my knoblet almost daily for well over 2 years,& swallowing down my own decent thick loads of boy-spunk more or less from day one! Fuck,I LOVED the taste & feeling of my jizz sliding down my throat.Come to that,I loved swallowing spunk period.Yeah,I was a little slut,awlays noshing down on my mates'. "I honestly described what I imagine, "There is a man naked, lying on the bed. His cock is standing, glistening with your saliva." Tell me more about his cock," she insisted, putting one hand on my crotch, over my trainers."It is hard... long... and fat," my dick twitched under her hand while saying it."Mmh, are you excited? Tell me how 'long and fat' it is," She said in a commanding tone, enjoying the description and putting the guilt on me, "Compare it to yours."My dick twitched again, as if.