Not for lack of trying. I'm a typical perpetually horny young man. Masturbation was a better choice than death by priapism. I'm stuck between my littl...e heads frustrated search for a zipless fuck and my big heads futile search for a story book romance with a strong earth woman mother of my children.My little heads charging for the goal. My big heads testing each kiss against until death do us part. Not to make excuses, but I'm convinced there's some conspiracy that keeps me from having sex .... Jenny does come home now and again when her hubby goes off around the country doing his job and also when mom went away for the weekend and I was left home alone. She has caught me a few times staring as she fed her daughter Amy her breast milk but has not said anything about it only smiled when catching me.My mom Lilith is 40 years old with long dark hair, long slender legs, a cute ass and 38dd boobs. As I said she is almost a mirror image of my sister Jenny apart from the colour of their hair. I spread apart her fat lips and licked her clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth and massaged it with my tongue. She began rocking her pelvis and before long she was convulsing and her orgasm triggered mine as I spilled cum into the back of her throat. All this was done with as little noise and as little bed shaking as possible. Megan was still asleep. Jen got off me and started back toward the bedroom without even a word. She wrapped her robe around her small beautiful body and flipped. I might have to train the trainers,” I replied.“Grim, you know what to do. Just do it.”It was my turn to grunt. “Hey, quick question. Do I have to wear a vest all the time? And what about a uniform. I don’t remember if you ever wore a uniform.”Mike laughed. “Yeah, you’ll need a uniform. I used to wear it for ceremonies and such. You know that! I used to wear it over at the American Legion when I gave you your medals, remember? Otherwise, I wore suits.“Oh yeah, I do remember that.”“It’s a.