He had come the same time I did. Old Charley rolled over then, and in the moonlight I got a good look at Old Charley. His pecker was all floppy and wi...gly and I looked down at mine. Mine was still hanging out over my Jockey's and it was floppy and wiggly like Old Charley's pecker. But his pecker seemed to be a whole lot bigger than mine.Old Charley had black hair that started as a thin line at his belly and then widened out to a large black patch around his pecker. I just had a little blonde. His voice was thick with sexual excitement, 'Open the back door, and bend over'.I moved from my position at the drivers door and took a few side steps to the back door and opened as ordered. The smell of the leather upholstery made my nostrils flare, as I was pushed forward onto the back seat and my face buried into the soft skinned fabric.'Keep your fucking eyes tightly shut bitch', and again I obeyed, feeling my clothes being undone, my skirt unbuttoned and the zipper torn asunder, opening . I gave a small smile taking the sip of t. When she asked reason for my smile, if t is not nice ?, I boldly told that her nipples are looking more nice. She wasn’t shocked and asked me to shut up, hiding her smiles.I asked her, why you have stripped your bra in the mean while ? She asked me how I know she worn bra previously ? You men observe everything !She told that she had stripped it as usually its the bed time, and asked me in return, if men wear underwear when sleeping or what !I told, we. Your mom should be really proud of you.”Mom kissed her son on the cheek and squeezed his bum.“Your cock’s better than your voice,” the judge with the nice hair and teeth continued, “but we can work on that.”“What? My cock?”“No, your voice. It’s not the best voice I’ve heard today. In fact, if you had lived 2,000 years ago and sung like that, I think they would have stoned you. But it’s not all about the voice and…hmm…this is a hard one.”“We can all see that,” said the grey-haired judge.The.