Jen and Claire were by far the best looking wives in their social group. In appearance they were almost opposites, like Betty and Veronica. Jen was a ...londe beauty, slim and petite, with long shapely legs. Claire was a brunette, taller and curvier. Claire's legs weren't bad — especially with the high stiletto heels she always wore — but Jen's were better.Both were pretty, but Jen was prettier. And, even at 32, Jen still looked so youthful that she was almost always carded.The years hadn't been. She reached down with a very red face and held my dick between two of her fingers and inserted it in the pee cup. I went like a race horse ahhhhhhh. She then removed my dick and took it into the bathroom and emptied it and brought back a wash cloth. She seemed to study my dick for a minute and apologised. I told her it was okay, so she used the washcloth and wiped the remaining pee off. Some dribbled down to my balls too. ‘I…I..I’m sorry Mom.’ I said as my dick was getting hard. I saw her eyes. Me: What?She pulled her top down and exposed her breasts.Me: Oh my God!Elena: Well. What are you waiting for?I grabbed her boobs again. She started kissing me all over. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Her nipples are getting hard!Elena: You have such strong but gentle hands. I love it.I slowly pinched her nipples a bit.Elena: Ouch! That hurts!Me: I’m sorry, I didn’t think they were that sensitive.Elena: I’ll remember that! Just because my boobs aren’t as big as Amy doesn’t mean they can’t be. The next push left me sitting on the couch and she proceeded to pull my trousers towards her. I watched in amazement as this woman became like an a****l as she pulled my boxers over my knees and devoured my cock, not yet hard thanks to the surprise of the events. But her soft mouth and swirling tongue recovered my attention in seconds. I could not keep my eyes open, such was the mind blowing sensation she was drawing from within me. When I came she swallowed me whole along with the long pent up.