" I can go out and get you some," I said.Then she got a naughty look on her face and said, "No need for that. I know where I can get some cream." Wher...?" I asked, wondering what she had in mind.I suppressed a gasp as my mother turned and reached for the opening of my underwear. Then with a giggle she reached inside and pulled out my rapidly growing cock. I moaned as she opened her mouth and took the head of my cock inside."Ahhhh," I gasped as she began to suck me. There was no hesitation on her. A whole lot. I looked at myself in the dresser mirror,and strangely, it wasn't me who was looking back. It was almost like thiswas someone else in the glass. I wanted more of the sensation of theseclothes so I walked a little bit within the limited space of the bedroom.It was then that I remembered the closet - and her shoes.I opened the closet door and lingered there for a moment deliberatelyinhaling the smell of her, I suppose given off from the high heels and theclothes that were hanging. As she did this, she lay on me and sucked in one of my nipples and grabbed the other with her free hand. I don't know how long this went on, at one point I knew she came as she just got upright and breathed like she always did when she came. After she caught her breath she started in again. Then after a while more of the strong contracting and relaxing, Molly moved her tongue up my neck and to my ear and said, "Well Zen Master, I'm ready, give it to me!" As on queue, after she give me. She frequently took several days off work, with pay of course, following her evening with Jim. Jim tended to over whelm them with his sexual appetites and abilities. He was an expert at eating pussy, and enjoyed giving the women multiple orgasms at the tip of his tongue. However, when Jim drove his cock deep into their pussies, they usually screamed in pain. Few could take his nine-inch long, two-inch thick cock without suffering some damage. Unless properly prepared and lubed, a woman could.