I wrapped my lips around the head and started to taste his sweet precum. I opened my mouth wider and started to work him as far into my mouth as I co...uld. He was definitely a mouthful. Once I could feel him hitting the back of my throat, I started to slowly suck up and down his thick cock. I was squeezing his balls and got a good rhythm going while I watched him slide another finger into my wife's pussy. I continued to work his cock with everything that I had. He was starting to leak. I have some time tonight while I'm not getting laid, so I'll go see what I can find. I've read some good erotic stories and some plain dull trash, but maybe I'll find something good." Ain't the Internet grand? It would take forever to find all that information in bookstores or libraries. Hell, most libraries wouldn't even carry it. I've been to some sex shops, but the reading material they have is written about the fifth grade level by someone who wouldn't know subtlety if it fell on them. I'll. A bachelor party seemed to be the perfect place although I have since done something similar, under much different circumstances.As a service rep that traveled around a lot the 11 western states at one time provided numerous opportunities to meet and make friends with a number of people, and after hrs at one of the local bars the question of women and sex always seemed to come up. I would always ask if anyone was getting married and if their was going to be a bachelor party?I would then suggest. . you know ... roll my knees back by my shoulders.”Vanessa and I paused, forming mental pictures. She said, “Which do you prefer?”Ears still pink, but pride was winning out, “Pilar ... well, when I lie back.”Vanessa, a thoughtful look on her face, “Why is that baby ... oh wait, you can get more in your mouth?”A genuine smile, “Over three inches.”Vanessa held out her arms, gave him a loving hug. Then I did, feeling an irrational pride. Well, I am his mother.Then, spontaneously, we formed into.