You glance sideways and watch as I bring from the desk drawer a tightly bound black velvet bundle. I unfasten the ribbon ties and unroll the bundle on...the desk. It has a series of pockets, each containing what looks like a black, highly polished cylindrical wooden rod with a rounded end. Each of the rods is maybe 10 or 12 inches long, but they increase in girth from one end of the bundle to the other, starting with one no thicker than the width of two fingers, going up to one that is perhaps. All of a sudden I realized exactly what she had in mind.“Are you kidding, Mom? Dad likes this? Is he gay?”“Lots of straight men like pegging, Charlie.”She chuckled.“You don’t become gay or straight by the things you do, Charlie, we talked about that.”She ran her hands over the cock.“Pegging’s an act, that’s all, and for a man who likes to experiment and the woman he’s with if she’s into it as well, it’s a hell of a lot of fun.”Now Mom stroked the contraption. She chuckled.“These are often. ’ She said, ‘It looks like it would be more fun than being with a guy–less painful, I would imagine.’ I about died. Instantly I became wet thinking about her going down on me. That’s when I said, ‘Honestly, I would like to try it sometime.’ I knew my face was getting red, I could feel my cheeks burning. She looked at me. She started to blush, too. We both knew my parents were at work for the next 2 hours, almost… and we both knew what was going through each other’s minds. I put down the. Do not disappoint me as I can only do these sexy things with you because you worship me and do what I say that makes me wet.?I promised and we parted for the night.The next day when I got up it was raining but we had a deal to meet at the bus stop no matter what the weather was. Jill was wearing a black raincoat out of what I guess was shiny latex and black rubber boots. God only knows what she was wearing underneath to tease me. We got on the bus and as we are near the end of the route as.