She got on in sideways position and set her one hand on my thighs, my tool became rock brick hard and luckily she didn’t notice. It was a 10 mins ri...e and the road was a damaged one, I took advantage of that but all of a sudden it hit my mind that she was a widow and I shouldn’t be doing this. She started talking midway and asked about my studies and all, I said it was going good and I asked her when she had to go to her office. She told me that she had lied to my parents, she took a leave that. She knew where the ball park was, and that`s where the boys hung out so she drove slowly on, dust eddying behind the van on the hot road, causing the lethargic sitters outside on their steps to glance up in indifference and lethargy. She stopped at the basket ball court, the one amenity the stingy council had provided for these folk, it had been a successful amenity, built in the hope of distracting the boys from their usual pattern of boredom crime. The lads had built up their own basket. He moved his hand up and down."Like that," he said.He released my hand. I kept it where it was. Imoved it slowly, feeling the hard manliness of hisdick throbbing under my hand. I exhaled a deepbreath. I could feel a tingling in my groin. I wasgetting excited. The hardness under my palm wastoo much. It was a real, true-to-life, hard dickpressing against my hand under those briefs. Itwas enormous. I loved the feel of it, the warmthof the flesh beneath the sheer cotton of. Before Fiona even had the chance to respond to my cheeky suggestion I told daz to go ahead and feel her tits.He didn’t need a second invite and reached both hands round to grab at her ample chest. Fiona being the whore she is didn’t resist but succumbed to daz’s touch on her tits and nipples. At this point I told her I was gonna see if she’d been a good whore and left her knickers at home. Pushing her thighs apart, allowing me access I stabbed my fingers between her thighs. Wet pussy.