This all came to a head shortly after my sixteenth birthday. Mom was called away on business. By this time I had figured out the purpose of Mom’s ca...che of toys and had begun to accumulate toys of my own and to experiment with them. I masturbated regularly. That is to say when I woke up in the morning, in the afternoon after school, and in the evening when I retired. Perhaps, somehow, Dad had become aware of this propensity. One evening while Mom was gone, Dad fixed a particularly nice dinner. ”She favored lying down facing me, where her swollen breasts were right in front of my face and my left hand had easy access to her pussy. If I wasn’t sucking her nipples while I diddled her, she kissed me. Her lips seemed to be searching for something to eat, nipping at my own lips, or at my chin, her tongue flicking out to lick at whatever she could reach.Then one night she said that getting up afterwards was undoing all the relaxation that came in the aftermath of her orgasm, and we moved my. Iwas coming up short and time was running out! I wasconvinced I was only about half size by the onlystandard I knew. My cock was never one to resist stimulation of almostany kind and the doctor’s skillful handwork was noexception. And as my cock stiffened he began strokingme in a way that was familiar. It was clear he wantedme to come! I looked down to see the livid head and shaft of myboner bob in and out of view as the doctor found hisstride. It was strange yet wonderful to both feel. Looking up at her face, I realize I had misjudged her. Her genuine smile reached clear blue eyes. Leaning in to run her hand along my leg, she whispered in my ear: “All one piece just as I guessed; it’s so nice I’m not the only eye candy here. Keep the sweater. Your secret is safe with me.” Breaking the touch, she sat up and turned back to her plate. At first we did not talk, except for Cindy asking staff to fill her water glass with the red and top mine off.I was beginning to relax and enjoy.