" Tracy thought about how small her husband's penis actually was and how little she got to see of it over the past several years. The thought that she...was now touching another man's penis, a black man's penis even, suddenly registered with her. "I haven't touched another man's penis in over 20 years! This is strange, but I must do a good job nonetheless. Focus, Tracy! Mr. Goodson needs you!" She squeezed his thick, pulsing penis with both her hands, but still could not see its entirety. She. Pretty please." Pretty's right, Mom. It looks as fascinating as it tastes." You've gotten me very close, son. A couple of minutes more of what you were doing and you're going to make me come," Molly said. John said nothing but Molly felt his tongue renew its loving assault on her. With a sigh, she abandoned herself to the pleasure, her fingers playing with John's hair as he gave loving attention to her. Molly felt the excitement building in her again and closed her eyes to concentrate on the. He pictured her now, arms pinned to her sides, her back pressed against him, his hand slipping into the waistband of her underwear…the voice answering at the other end of the phone jolted him back to the real world. The plans made for the evening, he busied himself in his work again. He was in a rare position in that his office was completely isolated. The entire building was supposedly a base for the service team, but in truth they never used the place, preferring to work directly from home,. Sharon then put her arms around me and pulled me close to her chest and held me there for awhile, gently stroking my bare back. "I remember the good times we had when you were young, and I babysat for you. You were very playful, always laughing and teasing - I miss those times. You were so cute when you got out of your bath. You would run around the house naked, with me chasing you. Then, when I caught you, I would have to spank you for being naughty. Do you remember?" "Yeah, sort of," I.