Within fifteen seconds I felt my ejaculation approaching and could do nothing to hold it off. It was like a strange dream, watching my own mother mast...urbate me. "Ready darling?" In response I gasped her name and gave a stifled cry. Sturdy and strong in her soft fingers, my penis tossed out a huge curling string of semen over two feet long which festooned itself from her lips to her bra. Before she had time to react a vigorous spurt the same length spattered her upper chest and the exposed. Did you two ever do the deed?" Jeanette asked.Then I blushed a little. I was not one to brag about my sex life, good or bad."Yeah. On his birthday and a few more times after that. Why? You just need to hear some sex stories?" I asked."Well something like that. I don't know if I'm just not attractive or what, but Brian just hasn't been all that interested I guess. I don't know any other explanation than him getting it from someone else. I mean I know I'm not a model, I only have B-cup breasts,. She couldn't draw anymore of her cock back out of me. She began pumping and pounding me furiously, bringing almost all of the length of her in and out of her gloriously tight little box. I felt her start to shake and began thrusting back at her while she shuddered in the throes of a massive orgasm, moaning at the top of her lungs. I didn't stop bucking against her until she pulled out of me, collapsing against the couch behind us, out of breath and obviously satisfied. I turned around to check. Hell, Dad, all Johnny wants to do is get off and move on to other things. I mean seriously, I’m twenty-three years old, and it doesn’t take a lot to get me wet, but with him, I have to use lube. It’s a waste of time, effort and money. From the first kiss, we’re finished in about five minutes. All he wants to do is mount me, stroke in and out of me fifteen, maybe twenty times, pull out and shoot off on my stomach. He doesn’t even want me to suck his cock. Now granted, I haven’t mastered the art.