Dr. Cole was a very matronly woman. About five foot four, hips and belly that said she had delivered a child or three, backed by very full bosom that ...she didn't mind showing and a very motherly looking face. I wouldn't kick her out of bed for eating crackers, indeed, the term M.I.L.F fit her to a tee. And I was going to have to drop my pants for her.She was quite the professional but had a great bedside manner that made the visit with her so pleasant, even though she took four samples. The. It seemed an eternity that we fell, some of the passengers began to scream and I was convinced that my ears would burst such was the pain from the sudden change in pressure but then, almost as quickly as it began, the DC-3 pulled out of its screaming dive and my weight returned pressing me hard into my seat. I unhooked the intercom from the bulkhead and pressed the call button. It buzzed briefly. “Karen, I'm sorry. Is everyone Ok?” It was the Captain. “Yes, I think so.” I answered. "Okay, I've liked you for ages and I just want you to fuck me," was pretty much what I said at the time. He didn't take much persuading and just smiled warmly at me. I pushed him onto the bed and unzipped his fly to release his already growing bulge. It was at that moment that I thought - fuck, how the hell am I going to fit this inside of me? But I just swallowed nervously, closed my eyes, and filled my mouth with his cock. It seemed to grow even more at that point so I began sucking him off.. Mum was a widow but I had a step dad who was kind. Step dad passed whenI was 16. I was never a real boy and mum knew that. No manly sports. Welived comfortably. Mum was always dressed elegantly. I used to dress inmum's clothes when she was working. She caught me one day wearing herfinest outfit and lipstick. She wasn't upset about me dressing and moreworried because she had just a few nice dresses. We talked for a longtime and she decided to buy me some cheap clothes at charity shops. .