She was wearing a simple thin summer dress and strappy sandals; they gave the impression of delicate vines winding up a pair of beautiful young trees ... firm and strong. The dress wrapped round her body nicely showing off her trim figure and enough of her thighs for me to easily imagine her in just the sandals. She scanned my body, standing at her doorway. "Hey look at you, stud!" she laughed. "What's up?" I explained my problem and she smiled and beckoned me inside. Although because of how. I didn't last very long and when I came it was the hardest cum I have ever had in my life. After he had finished draining me he had to tell me to get dressed or I would have sat there all night. When he did drop me off at the Roller Skating Rink my legs still felt like rubber. That was my introduction to San Diego and I knew I was in for some bigger and better times.My second night in San Diego was very educational. I heard about the swimming pool in the basement of the YMCA and that Thursday. ”I stood frozen for a few seconds then began to slowly undress. When I got to my underwear, I hesitated, looked over at her, “these too?”“Of course. How else can I wax your big dick and ass?”I pulled them off and my 6” cock stood straight out. She laughed and told me to “get rid of that.”“What do you mean?”“You know, play with it until it goes soft. I don’t want you cuming on me while I wax you.”“I can’t stand here and beat off.”“You boys are so silly.’ And with that she dropped down on her. What I did have as evidence, that the results of the risk I had taken of upsetting her, perhaps even creating a rift between us, had not been too negative, was that there had been no immediate drama. There wasn't any confrontation, no screams or weeping, not any of the sort of hysterics and angry words that mom was capable of. That fiery redhead temper was not shy about making you aware of exactly what she was thinking. Her feelings were out there for you to see, she didn't hide them. She.