One memorable time was while my mom was downstairs watching some soap opera on TV. We were in my room “listening to music”.My mother had followed ...s up the stairs and was talking about snacks in the kitchen if we wanted. Candy had smiled and said, “No thank you Mrs. Collins.” She was still descending the stairs to the living room when Candy pulled my cock out of my pants and gobbled it down like she hadn’t been fed in a week. I came in her mouth before the first commercial break on my mom’s TV. For the wimp, the thrill of being penetrated by his wife's strap-ondoesn't depend on pretending she has a penis, but on using thisexperience to more vividly imagine that he himself does not. Above allhe is excited by his own emasculation. A sissy will want to be told bythe man that he has a tight little cunt, that he is a good bitch, &c.,but the wimp will be thrilled more by being told by the woman who reamshim that this is what he deserves for having a little dick. The wimphas no interest in. He was joking, or at least he always maintained that he was. Apparently mum went fucking ballistic. Hardly surprising I suppose, after thirteen hours of labour and a rather difficult delivery, she had a bit of a sense of humour failure. Dad bore the brunt, but he managed in his own way to calm her down, what with his easy smile and his cheerful, disarming manner. It helped that he loved her to distraction, and she knew it! I know for a fact they fancied the pants off each other too! I’ve lost. Simi was standing behind the kitchen door, watching all this. It was really making me horny. I was completely naked in front of one stranger. She was sucking and licking my nude body, while the other was watching all the action.I felt my pussy getting wet with anticipation. I knew that my climax was close by. I wanted Simi to watch me while I orgasmed. I wanted to watch her face when she sees me hitting the home run. Grandma moved down and kissed my navel. I opened my legs wide apart, inviting.