Jeanne sat up and looked at George and said, “My God, you are a big boy, aren’t you?” First, he was confused, as Jeanne was taller and stronger ...han him. She had been a competitive swimmer in her youth. She was now in her early forties, in pretty good shape, apart from a few extra little pounds. He saw her staring at his dong and realized that she was not referring to his height or body size. “Bigger than my husband. George, could you rub some oil into my shoulders, please.”“How big was your. Boredom made him memorize the uneven plastering on the ceiling and guess at the age of a wallpapering repair, where it looked like a stain or a rip in the paper had been replaced with a carefully cut piece of paper pasted on top. The view from the window gave him nothing to watch but clouds. As far as calories went, he was running a deficit. He’d lost weight in prison and now, reading the labels on the meal replacement bottles, even though they were well fortified with nutrients, he was. I sat there like I did nothing. she started watching television again and I slowly moved my hands further to her hands and enjoyed touching her skin.I moved hands further and rested on the side of her right boob and she looked at me but she didn’t try to move away. that gave me more confidence and I started to make some deliberate movements with my toes up and down her legs and she moved her legs away couple of times but kept still when she realized I’m not going to stop it. I slowly pressed. I instantly started cumming in Brian's mouth. I grabbed the crisp white sheets as I reached the top of my climax. He wrapped his arms around my legs, pulling me closer to his mouth. My muscles tightened as my sweet juices flowed into his mouth.I whimpered as I came for him. My body felt week and limp. I lay there, not able to move. "Oh my God Brian, that felt so good." I said soflty.He moved between my legs and whispered in my ear, "I'm not done with you yet sweetheart."Before I could reply I.