After I hugged her, we had a small eye contact and she smiled lookin at me and said nevermind. To celebrate this, I went into the toilet and was plann...ng to masturbate. After a couple of seconds, she came to the men's toilet where I was supposed to masturbate. I was a bit confused n my dick(or Chan Jr) was almost ready to be stroked. Thats when she unzipped my jeans n undie and rmoved my backpack. She said I did yu a favour and this wad my time to repay. She started stroking my dick and went. Topic A.Well, I hadn't started it. Sure, I had bragged on Eddie a little, during our previous date, but tonight, I'd done my level best to steer the conversation to my Topic A: Emily Anne Shreve, Her Life and Times.She wasn't having it. We talked, first, about Eddie. He was, she said, everything I had claimed: He was sweet, smart, and articulate beyond his modest years. Wonder Boy, that was Eddie.OK, I was glad she felt that way. So, Emmy? How was the job? Have you done any more thinking about. You want to know what I fantasised about don't you? Well strangely enough my biggest fantasy was being in a group with my mates (or at least some of them) and we all had a shag at one girl or even a couple of girls. I found the thought of sticking my dick in a previously used cunt, extremely exciting. I didn't really focus much on my mates being naked though I had a passing interest in whether they had a bigger or smaller cock than me. The picture that brought me off usually was shagging some. ”Becky watched, fascinated as the string of spunk ran from Rory's cock to his mother's tongue, like a strand from a spider’s web. She was amazed by how long it was. She gave his cock a few more strokes to encourage another drop to appear. And without hesitation licked it from the swollen head and tasted her first drop of spunk.“Good girl,” Jean purred. “Now I think we need to make him shoot his load. Just a slow, steady wank until he cums. You can do it, so make my son cum for us.”Jean knew the.