She sat there for a moment, absorbing it all through a wine induced decision, she said “yes, I think I would like that, but I would like a shower fi...st”. Ok I thought, we are going to do this tonight, strange how things work out, I had only wanted to smooth things over, not start something, but my cock was already anticipating the eventual outcome. I replied “yes I would like a shower also, its been a long day, so do you want to come over here”? “Yes”, she said, “in about 30 minuets”. And with. A smile spread slowly across his lips. The only response she could hear was her breathing evenly, waiting obediently for what she wanted very much. Debbie knew that she wanted it, and she knew how she liked it. Normally, she would have had her wrists restrained, and she would have been delivering her choice of pleasures in person. Her legs would have been spread before her and her lips and tongue would be driving her to the edge of a private insanity.But Debbie wasn't there in person. Her. If you mean a man putting his tongue in me, NO. Head about this but never tried. I did give this to my husband. He enjoyed oral sex many times. Giving him oral cost me sex many times. Once he had his, he was finished for that day or night. I tried to do this on special times of the month. She ask me, have you had sex? yes few times with some girls. Have you given oral sex to the girls? Yes few times, Did she like it? Yes, told me I did it right. Did she orgasm? I think so, yes. She made sounds. His legs and ass began to shake, as mom roared “yes, pump it into me, I can feel it, god yessss!” she fell backwards into the pillow, Ben crashing down on top of her, mom threw her legs around his waist pulling them both even closer.It seemed like ages before Ben’s body stopped jerking, his face filled with a stupid funny grin. Mom was still shaking with her orgasm as he pulled out, his cock still solid, coated in a mixture of cum. I leaned forward, offering my mouth to Ben’s cock, he slipped.