At the car, I held the door for Mom and though the dress was conservative, I did enjoy the sight of Mom’s lower legs as she teasingly pulled them sl...owly inside. The theater wasn’t a fancy affair, it was more of a small community effort. Mom removed her shawl, folded it neatly, and put it on her knees. As she chatted to Dad, it fell between her legs and was in danger of falling to the floor except Mom caught it and pulled it higher. Mom checked the shawl’s status several more times as she talked. I started removing her saree and was vigorously smooching her, touching her private parts and knew that she was in my control, she was also touching cock over my jeans, then in no time, I removed her saree, she was just in her petticoat and her blouse.She unzipped my pant and was sucking my cock like a lollypop, what a blowjob she has given to me. Then, I removed her blouse and unhooked her bra and was sucking her melons. Now, she was in full mood shouting like a whore.She: “Yeah aa suck me to. Many times, he had started conversations with me relating to his perfectly natural curiosity about same sex and the confusion that it was causing him. Although I wanted to be the one to initiate him into the deliriously wonderful world of gay sex, I decided that the best thing for him to do was to seduce one of his school buddies. After coaching him on the finer points of talking another guy into bed, he set upon his prey. The next day he excitedly came to my door bursting with his new. There's a sensitivity that's almost feminine at this point, where every touch produces a mental gasp, despite the almost complete lack of movement. The very tip of one finger, the very tip of one cock.I tease myself from the outside in. Sometimes a thin sheet helps, an additional covering to numb the pulse. I rub, slowly but surely; sliding fingers down the sides of the solid shaft; tracing the familiar outline of the hardness.My cock isn't unusual, I don't think. It's soft over hard, stretchy.