Had Jenni, or indeed any woman been lavishing such attention on my swollen c**k it would've been hot, but the fact that this was Helen, my prim & proper mother-in-law who was working on it was simply mind-blowing. After only a couple of minutes I realised that the only reason I'd not blown my load already was due to Helen's careful control, slowing, easing and occasionally even ceasing her caresses whenever she sensed that I was climbing too high. It was during the third or perhaps fourth such hiatus that our eyes met and Helen sultrily enquired: "Would you like it all?" I didn't know exactly what Helen meant by that, nor could I formulate the words to enquire; but hell, did it really matter? I just nodded dumbly and waited upon events.
I wasn't waiting very long, as Helen promptly sat ba
