I took her downstairs and showed her two more bedrooms and another bathroom, as well as a living room and laundry. There also is a kitchen downstairs,...so it serves as a second apartment, or just more facilities. She was impressed.We came up the back stairs and she looked out of the back door. "Oh, you have a hot tub? I love hot tubs," she giggled."Yeah, I sit in it all the time, watch the planes go over to land at DIA. It's cool to sit out and watch the stars and the satellites go over," I. "My turn now. Get on the floor!" I did. At this point I would've done anything just for more action. She got on top of me. She wanted to 69. So I started to lick her pussy. She moaned so much then she climaxed. All her juices flowed right into my mouth. It tasted weird. "That was good." "Now if I let you do me in my vagina you can pull out in enough time right?" "Yeah no prob!" I honestly had no idea if I could control myself.She hopped onto the table where we kept props and shoved them all off. I eventually admitted to him that I wish I had his cock, I envied his cock- 8" long, wide, stands straight and tall, his head swelled very plump and red. I moved the sponge slowly up and down him while we talked, forgetting what I was doing, forgetting the time. A real stud, made for sex I said. It was true but I was also trying to help him feel better about himself. Instead, tears stream down his face. It was then that Ron finally admitted to me his dilemma about not being able to ejaculate. We discussed the movie and I told her about the girl who borrowed a tampon from me. I guess I enjoyed myself more than any recent time I could remember. By the time we got to the car I was happy to get off my feet, these shoes were beginning to hurt a bit. Rebecca kept me talking all the way home and as we turned onto our street I realized another problem. Mom would be there.Sis looked at me and like she could read minds said, "Mom would probably be in bed, but if she wasn't, don't worry,.