" Well, that's a start, I suppose." said his mother, lengthening her stroke. "I can still help you at home." She sunk down to her knees and angled his...cock so she could get her mouth on it. "Like this". She swallowed him whole and went to work on him like she was starving. She had him spurting within sixty seconds and gulped all of it down, continuing to suck and milk him until he was soft."That's very nice" he gasped, swaying a little."And the other ... sometimes. Not too often I think. I. ‘Why are you still dressed?’ Bri asked, looking at me. ‘Huh?’ ‘Come on, I want to see you strip,’ she said. ‘Isn’t that fair Glyni.’ ‘Isn’t what fair?’ asked Glyn, turning with the bong in her hand. ‘Gary’s still dressed and we’re both naked.’ ‘Gar, let her undress you, let’s make it a nude zone upstairs.’ Bri was off the bed and had her hands on my zipper before Glyn had finished. As she undid my jeans I pulled my shirt over my head. Bri squatted at my feet, lifting first one foot and removing. I liked Jim and once he had prepared the garden beds I started to occasionally work with him. I also invited him into the house for a drink or a snack, and all the signs were that he liked me. A messy weed strewn garden is just a messy weed strewn garden and manages quite well on its own. A garden put into order and kept in order requires ongoing work to keep it that way. So it came about that I asked Ken if we couldn’t employ Jim more often. Now one thing I can say for Ken, he wasn’t mean. It didn’t take long for me to learn how to walk in high heels without breaking my ankles and how to walk with one foot in front of the other, which helped keeping my cock tucked between my legs and make my butt swing back & forth.I wasn’t really interested in dating girls but I did take an interest in looking at other men’s cocks while in the public restrooms and noticing some would be looking at mine while they got hard. I’d reach over and grab it and give it a couple strokes and then leave,.