Mom told me to masturbate

That didn't really bother me. You hate to say that one parent or the other is a favorite; but there's no doubt for me. She wanted me sane and satsfied cause back then i couldn't afford girlfriend. As I entered the kitchen I pulled up close behind her and looked over her shoulder. I don't even know how it started; I guess it was the image of her standing in her bra and panties as I helped her with her stockings. She flicked through the mag then asked me how did it start and why with my friend. Blood was rushing in my ears and I said yes but I really didn't know if she meant what I thought she meant.

When she left my room, I felt very aroused and I masturbated three times. It was over for me but she appeared to be in a hurry for hers. I constantly spied on her and loved to see her in her bra and underpants. I do not think there were but a few women under forty in the crowd but they all went bananas. Her pussy was boiling and felt like honey and I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting and actually squeezing my cock. She gave me a long sweet kiss that had my cock trying desperately to go through two layers of clothing. I have never been able to decide if I did that purposely or if I had just been careless.

That lesbian kiss started a chain reaction and soon women were kissing women with abandon or sucking a dancers cock dry. I always managed to fumble with the garters in the front. She put hands on her huge tits and started to caress them and said, "Do you still like my breasts? By the time I walked into the bathroom I had a very nice erection.