I let it warm up and looked at my reflection in the mirror, my cock, although small, would get stiff as a rod and point right to the ceiling, and that...is what I saw. My cock tip was larger than the shaft and Beth always liked feeling the rim around it with her fingers, and yes her tongue.I stepped into the shower and washed a hard days work off my body and felt the stimulation of the shower drumming on my cock tip. I soaped up and lingered a little longer than I should have soaping my cock and. Her eyes open and close as she goes up and down. The skin slides just a bit as she takes it in, and I watch her lips bump a bit as they go over the helmet. "Ummmm", she whispers as she offers her mouth to his and my pleasure. "Do you like his cock, baby? Do you enjoy knowing that two men are here and they both crave your mouth? Spread your legs a bit, let that thong slide deep over your ass and pussy and beg for another cock."Looking in the mirror I see her admire herself. Her shape, her. Connie is a beautiful woman, eight years my senior. I have seen her in her bathing suit, and while she might not opt for bikinis nowadays, I think she would look pretty damn good in one. I, on the other hand, have never even owned one. In fact, the first time she invited me over to hit her pool, I had to go and buy a swimsuit. My long, lean body was not built for a bikini, but the high-thigh cut with the multi-slit chest panel looked pretty good on me. I was so tempted to ask her to let me. Half asleep I walked down the hallway and as I walked past my parents' bedroom I could see from under the closed door that my mother had left the TV on. I say that because my father had been out of town for a week, and I could see different colors of flashing lights lighting up the dark hallway from the bottom of the closed door. My mother would fall asleep a lot watching TV so this was not unusual.I sat there on the pot waking up as I sat there. I cleaned myself off and went back to my.