She lifts her top

After pausing for a few moments, she lifts her top and shows me her tits. My eyes go wide but I don't look away.

"Still like them?" She asks.

I nod, "One of the best sets I've ever seen."

"Really, Paul?" She asks, doubting.

"I don't lie to you, Sandra. Never have. I'd still do tons of things I've thought about over the years if I had the chance."

She looks at me shocked that I've ever say that, "But... what about mom?"

"We have sex once a year... I like it much more often than that." I pause for a second, "Did you know that she doesn't even let me cum in her?"

"Why? She can't get pregnant."

"I ask myself the same question."

"I wouldn't ask you to pull out."

Being brave, "You'd have to let me in first... but I wouldn't want to pull out of heaven."

"h-heaven? Me? No.. I'm just-"

I cut her off, "You're gorgeous, sexy, and very desireable. I'd give you every inch I have"

"Um.... how big are you?"

Shocked that she'd ask, "Nearly 8 inches, and fairly thick. With an upward curve... Why?"

She blushes and looks down, "um.... I was just... wondering... how you compared to... Matt."

"And how do I compare to him?"

"He says he's 8 and a half inches... but it's not that big... and he's narrow..."

"Sounds like you're saying I'm bigger than him."

She blushes and nods.

"I'm not gonna lie... I like knowing that..."

"Why?"

"It's a guy thing, partly. He also bragged aboiut his size that one night we all went drinking and I can't help but wonder if he was exagerating. People think I am until I show them."

"You...you've shown others?"

"yeah... girls online."

"what... do they think?"

"They say I have the perfect cock."

"It sounds like it..." She says, breathing a little harder.

"Do... you wanna see?"