"That's a shame," he said. "Oh don't feel bad Mike, it's my fault for making a stupid comment, you haven't made me feel stupid - I did that myself," I...replied. Mike put his finger to my lips and said, "I didn't mean that silly, I meant about you wanting to dress up for me." Mike sat back and maintained eye contact. I wasn't sure what to say, what could I say? I wasn't sure I even wanted to dress in girl clothes. "I got you a present to cheer you up after yesterday, would you like it?" he said.. It’s on more for his sake than anything. I smiled with my eyes as I looked at her, still moving up and down his shaft, sucking and stroking in that slow, torturous way. This led to a surprise for both my mother and me.“Oh, God Linda, you suck cock so good,” he said.My mother looked at me, and I at her. I had stopped what I was doing because I was shocked to have him say that with my mother hearing it. If only he knew what was about to happen.My mother motioned me aside, and I made way. Terry. " I took off my underwear and felt myself getting hard."We seem to be interesting you. Good boy! Now stroke that beautiful tool of yours until it's as hard as it was last night when my wife struggled to swallow it."He must have been trying to raise my confidence because my dick is about average in size, circumcised and generally doesn't get very hard any more. He on the other hand had a long and thick cock that suited his stocky body. And it was now hard, the blue head shining in the dim. He had inquired about her then, but Miss Lorraine had explained the situation and he had gone upstairs with another girl instead. Miss Lorraine had been happy to see him in town a few days after Jessie had made her decision, and the woman had approached him about her. All the girls at the Grey Dove enjoyed their time with Bill Tate tremendously because, at age 62, he was still handsome and was a gentleman in bed. Lorraine had decided that he would be the perfect man to lead Jessie into her new.