..there i was,on my knees staring at my son's beautifull cock. Not big,only 4" long..but sweet with a nice head and completely shaved..(or waxed). "Oh...Jack...suck me please...pleeease...been ages since a handsome older gentleman touched me there." Pre-cum was leaking from it...and i licked the end...and gently took him into my mouth! He moaned and slowly made his hips go forward and back...gentle movements like he was fucking my mouth.I was sooo horny at this point i would have done. . mmnnn... nice." As I humped Tracy, I forced her mouth in to Elaine's crotch. Now I had two women groaning with every thrust of my hips. Tracy was on the verge of cumming, she had her hand on her fanny and was rubbing her clit as I fucked her. As I gripped Tracy's hips, I ran my thumb down her arse crack to her arsehole, I was so tempted to slip it in her, but I daren't as she was still a little sore from my attempt to butt fuck her. As Tracy's cries of pleasure grew louder, slightly muffled. “Go slow,” she warned, feeling my slippery wet cock head butting against her glistening star. “I know, I know,” I muttered, carefully pressing my dick into her slowly opening hole. Tara moaned and played with her pussy as she felt her asshole gradually expand to admit my pulsating cock. I could see her fingertips moving in small circles over her clit as my wet shaft gradual disappeared into the clenching confines of her eager anal opening. Slick with lubricant, her smooth tunnel hugged my. Sorry! This chapter may meander even more than usual as it has been put together from several short ‘day in the life’ journal style entries which have been linked together as each was too short to stand alone. Pt. 27 The Things That Dreams Are Made Of Wednesday morning Steve was fully occupied with making deliveries with the big lorry and so I took Dennis over to Caroline’s house in the Land Rover, to continue with the fencing work. We were there early, just after eight and I was surprised to.