Neither! Ask to try your oral skills on Mrs. Cleft

You get on your knees next to Mrs. Cleft and gaze at Tommy's oozing monster of a dick for a few seconds. You can tell the sight holds the older woman's attention as well. You lean into her and press your lips to her ear.

"Could I try what you just did?"

"You mean you would like to try to porm fellatio?" She asks, still watching her son stroke his giant cock.

"No," you say and run your tongue along the edge of her earlobe. "I want to try it on you."

"This is, ahem, this is about you and Tommy, young lady," she objects. "Your mother was-"

"Do you see her here?" You flick your eyes around the room. "Please, Mrs. Cleft. I have all these...you know, these feelings about girls. And, I mean, I like boys too, but..."

Sara Cleft's expression softens as she seems to understand your torment. She reaches down and pats you on your thigh.

"I understand," she says and then clears her throat and raises her voice. "Tommy, Joy here has asked me a very interesting question. Why don't you ask it so Tommy can her."

"Um," you blush despite the raunchiness that has already transpired, "I was, um, just asking, you know your mom is a very beautiful woman, and, what she did to me felt really good, and I was just wondering, I mean, if she would mind if I...well..."

"What she is asking, Tommy," Mrs. Cleft pats your hands, "is if she can perform cunnilingus on me like I performed it on her. I had not planned to involve myself so much, but I think Joy really wants to experience this. Would you mind if we took a moment for this side exercise?"

By now Tommy has stopped stroking his cock and is staring intently at his mother.

"You mean, like, Joy is going to..."

"Yeah," you croak. "I'm going to lick her."

"Uh, alright," Tommy sort of smiles and scoots over as much as he can on the loveseat. "That's cool."

Mrs. Cleft gets up and raises the hem of her skirt to her waist revealing the silky triangle of her white panties. They're a bit lacy but nothing overly sexy. She slides them down her thighs, exposing the trimmed blond bush and the pouting labia beneath. You admire her plump butt and her nice pussy as she steps out of the panties and sets them aside.

"I will sit down here," she says, seating herself next to her son on the loveseat. "It should be a bit easier than what I was doing."

"Mmmmmm," is all you say in reply as you lick your lips.

You move on your hands and knees to a position between her parted thighs. You can faintly smell the musky aroma of her sex, not unpleasant, just raw and ready. Moisture is visible clinging to her trimmed pubic hairs.

You wonder if you should ask her to strip completely or just dive right in.