‘Deal.’ I said. Dave and Steve were standing behind us now. ‘It’s gonna be a major undertaking,’ Steve entered the conversation. ‘How long... will it take?’ I asked. ‘All summer, depending,’ He said. ‘On?’ I asked. ‘How much the termites have eaten over the years, and how much you want to fix it up.’ Steve said. The decision came to me in a split second, like the revelation you get when you’re playing kick-ass rock and roll and you throw a new chop into a lead you’ve been trying to get right and. She stood before my bed and said, “Sit down here on the edge of your bed!” I did what she said and she kneeled down in front of me. She put her hand on my legs. “Now before you begin the after play you have to clean your cock and there is a good method, which is very joyful for the man. I want to show you, if you want!” I nodded, mom smiled and lowered her head and took my cock in her wonderful, wet and warm mouth. I felt her tongue pressed against my cock and against the head of my cock. I. "Gee, Mom, thanks for letting me do this. I won't do any more than youwant me to, but I've dreamed of this since I was 11 or 12 years old, evenbefore I had any idea what sex was." "I know that," Mom said with a little giggle. "Did you think I didn'tnotice you peeping at me whenever you got a chance. I even gave you anextra little show sometimes. And I know about how you've played withyourself so much. It's just normal. I was hoping that you were thinking ofme sometimes when you did it." I know. Of course, there are worse things, butyou're right to worry."I was curled up on the bed, trying to ignore my breasts swished againstmy knees while Beth put the necklace back on its consigned hook besideher mirror. "Maybe we should find something to wear and maybe fix somedinner while we wait, eh?" She began looking through her copiouscollection of undies. "I don't have any bras big enough, but most of myother stuff should fit.Having fallen into a minor stupor, I simply followed Beth's lead.