She was talking to me about how proud she was of me that I was graduating from high school and how she remembered when I was just a little kid. And m...an did I want to show her exactly how much I had grown, if you know what I mean. As she walked, Linda proceeded to say that she had no idea what to get me as a graduation present. Graduation was such a big occasion that the last thing she wanted to do was give me gift that I did not appreciate. After she opened the door to the dusty attic-type. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to see what my money's buying." Well, OK, renting."Get comfortable," she smiled, "and let me dance a little for you." Damn, here I was about to pop my zipper from the inside, and Lacy wanted to put on a show. I hoped there were no puppets involved. Or hmmm, wait... "Why don't you slip off those tight pants," she nodded at my crotch, "and settle back."I dropped them with the fluid motion that earned me the nickname "Culottes Rapides" in Biarritz one season (long. Mona: No Ayan… You got me all wrong. That is not at all what I was thinking.Ayan: Then? What is it then?Mona: No… I mean… Err… It’s actually nothing…Ayan: Tell me, Mom… Please… Don’t make me feel worse about this.Mona: Ayan. No. It’s not something you have to feel bad about. It’s that… I mean… It’s the size of your penis. It is very long.Ayan: See, Mom! I told you. I told you already, didn’t I? You should have just believed me. Look at where you have got us, now. Everything feels so. As I push his legs further apart, my destination reveals itself. I take a deep breath and dive in. My tongue finds his opening. I curl my tongue like I am going to whistle and put the tip in his ass. 'Deeper Ron, please deeper,' he moans. He pulls his knees further back. Without stopping rimming, I unbutton my pants and free my hard cock. Lisandro drops his legs beside me. He looks at me, leans forward and kisses me passionate. In the meantime, his hand slides down my stomach. He grabs my dick.