He was doing that on purpose to get me all excited. Course he was. And it was working.He said, “Mate, this is how I used to fuck my bird.”“Yeah,...well don’t you go leaving your spunk on my rug, you perve.”He stayed lying face down and he stroked his arse. He said, “Come on, gay boy. Make my arse feel good.”“Yeah, you’d love me to do that, wouldn’t you?”He couldn’t see me stroking my boner through my trackies.“Not as much as you’d love to do it to me.”I squeezed my trackies round my cock.I wanted. When we got into bed she asked where she was in my dream and i said that she was wrapped around me.She proceeded to do this with one of her legs layed over me.She had kept her black high heeled shoes on which turned me on.As she got comfortable she leaned over and kissed me.Her hand brushed my by now very stiff cock and she said,"My you are a big boy",before releasing it from my pants.She took it in her hand and began to slowly wank it before working her way down my body and taking it in her. I was 23 at the time and side work was my fun money. She was a much older woman but had an amazing body. She always looked nice and very clean. Her home was museum clean, so I expected she looked great nude. I was not disappointed when she came in the bedroom. She wore a bad jacket of while silk with a loose cleavage line. They looked big and full right then. She had offered me sex and just that. Told her wealthy husband was not attentive at home, just with the girl he paid for sex. She and he. I was even nicer to my little sister. My confidence was even apparent to others, girls were showing interest in me. I don’t really know why, I wasn’t DOING anything differently. I guess when you’re playing with tits and getting your cock sucked regularly, you no longer get nervous around girls, and that must’ve shown. Things were really going well for me.A week and a half later, it was a Tuesday morning and I was sitting at the dining room table. I was holding mom’s hair back as she rapidly.