Mom blushed.“Wow, was that a blush? Am I doing this right?” I asked.“Yes, it was a blush, a real one. Not the fake ones I did with him,” she s...aid with a smile.“I guess I can be proud of myself,” I said.We talked about what we both like and what we don’t, my college life, and her college days. We didn’t eat much, but it took almost an hour to finish as we were busy chatting. I paid the bill with my savings.“Well, I guess it’s time to go to our room then,” I said as I put my right arm around her. The times that he would do this softly as to not hurt me, I really enjoyed how his large finger made me feel. Those were the times when I would feel like I was peeing all over my daddy's big finger. He loved it when I'd do the pee thing on his finger and would then lay his head between my legs and lick me with his tongue on the sore spot between my legs until I started doing the pee thing on his tongue.My daddy would then tell me how very much he loved me, and how beautiful I was. He was always. ”Damn.It was a Saturday morning, late, and I had to go to work at three. I quickly glanced at the clock on my cell phone. I didn’t want to waste a few hours, and not do my best to please her. Think. Think. Think.“Do you want to go back to my place or go to yours?” I asked.“Let’s go to my place,” she said.“Where do you live?” I asked.“About five minutes from here,” she said. “You can follow me.”As I followed her to her place, I quickly called my boss and told him I was sick and not going to make. "How the fuck did you find this place, Jerry? Satellite view?" Exactly. I wanted a place to lay around naked. Too cold for that now, but we can have some covered up fun."I set down my bag on a grassy spot, and noticed that Jerry already had a lump in his pants. I reached down and felt his cock through his pants. He turned a little and started palming my crotch too. I leaned over and stuck my tongue in his ear; he swore and we began to rub our hard cocks against each other. Jerry broke.