Did she have a glint in her eye? Did her hand just quiver in mine? The blood was now racing towards my cock. I felt it climb my leg and press harder a...gainst my pants. "Shall we?" I said pointing towards the chair.Snapping back to reality and letting go of her hand. Why was this woman’s presence so commanding? Why was this arousing me so much? I sat down next to Alexis and began taking my papers from my briefcase.The meeting went as planned and, after an hour or so, was over. Alexis stood up and. My mother did not question me about my decision, and behaved no differently toward me than before. I learned years later that she my dad had started having sex when she was 15, and that she would probably have started earlier if the opportunity and the right person had come along. She also could tell that Mark and I were very close, and expected that if it hadnt already started, it would soon. She had considered having the talk the day my periods started, but decided to wait until I was 14. She. Unfortunately, she had drunk so much blood-red wine that her speech was still slightly slurred and she had great difficulty in lighting up a much-needed cigarette to push the fogbanks from her brain.Her pair of well-trained black male Dobermans was resting with their chins on their paws waiting for her to make her way into the shower and clear the cobwebs from her mind. She noticed that Bruce was nervously licking his penis and that was a sign he was thinking about getting her down on he hands. She surprised me by taking control of my cock and started to stroke it to get it hard again. It didn’t take too many strokes to get it harder than U.S. steel. She said, this is the thickest cock I’ve ever held and it’s heavy too. For a moment I think she forgot about measuring my cock, as she toyed with my mammoth balls. She then started measuring me and her mouth opened in amazement when she saw that it was ten and a half inches. She said that she was getting excited with all this meat in her.