I took her hand and placed it on my dick. I started jerking it. When I started doing it, I took my hand away. I was feeling so good and started to moa....Me: Aah, nalla iruku ma ayiooo. (Ah, it feels so good, mom.)Mom: Un moonja paathale teridhu da. (Yes, I can see it from your face, son.)Me: Apdiye vaaila vechi sappi vidu ma. (Please give me a blowjob too mom.)She stopped jerking my dick.Mom: Chi poda adha pannadhe ila. (Eww, I haven’t done it.)Me: Lollipop sapdura maari than ma. (It’s just like. .finally able to talk."Oh, you just like to wear them?"Speechless again."Does your family know you're gay?" I'm not gay," I protested."So you just like to dress up?" she said.I nodded."Looks like you really like it." She nodded down at my cock.Despite the situation, it was getting stiff again. And nothing I could do would stop it. The situation was weirdly exciting. She wasn't the first to see me dressed up. I'd dated girls who were accepting, even if they weren't exactly enthusiastic. And. Ice cold tea, beer, and the shade from both my awning and the trees successfully battled the record high temperatures. There was plenty to catch up on after my too-long absence, and the annual event drew out all the friends I’d met over the years. It was the last blast of the summer. Before too much longer, the nights would usually be cold enough that naked and outdoors didn’t go together well at all. A few of us who were diehards would keep coming out until the daytime temperature dropped. ” I told her.“Good, now no more noise. We are going back inside to get you ready.” She instructed me.We went back in and I felt her push me down into a chair. She made me spread my legs wide apart and I had to scoot to the edge of the chair. Once I did that, she spread my legs even farther apart, making it almost a split and I could feel the air on my naked cunt. Then, I was told to stay that way and to remember no noise.I sat there like they positioned me for a short time and then felt lips on.