"I watched Camille's ass sway in their leather casing as she walked away.I wondered what her panties looked like underneath, but then had toreconsider... could a woman with a cock find panties built for her?I sat there a minute longer pondering the situation I found myself in;what was I doing here? Glancing around the bar I drank in all the womenaround me, thinking about Camille's claim, did all these women reallyhave dicks? And the guys here, did they all know? Were all these menreally here. Neither of us said anything but just sat sipping our mugs of ale — wine didn't seem appropriate — and words were somehow unnecessary, but there in the comfortable darkness the stranger spoke to me of the generations of my ancestors who had farmed these hills long before the Saxons, or the Romans before them, came to this land. As the night wore on the room faded away until all was aware of was his eyes holding my gaze and the way the firelight and shadow accentuated his chiselled features,. She then grabbed my drawstring and undid my shorts and pushed them below my knees. My cock immediately stood at attention to mom and she said “Gosh, here’s David..”. She took hold of my cock in her right hand, and I could feel the precum oozing from my head.We both stood naked in my room now. I saw mom completely naked for the first time in my life. She was a very beautiful woman. She had perfect breasts, a great figure. She didn’t have too much of fat on her and her body was almost athletic.. I am not controlling the pace anymore... you are like a woman possessed gradually building speed as I can feel your tight squishy snatched beginning to clutch at my fingers and everything stops when you grind down on my hand and begin to scream out a staccato orgasm.After you collapse onto me, I take you into my arms like a weary c***d and rock you slowly while you recover, stroking your long silky hair when you pull your arms into your chest. I lean down after a little bit and kiss you.