” He whispered to meI just looked at him. I could not move at all.“I would love to show you my cock. How about it baby; do you want to see it?” ...e askedI quickly turned and headed for the door and back into the parking lot. I had reached my car and was trying to get the door open.“Relax baby! We can do it right here.” He said as he walked up to meI watched as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. I was thick and hard. He stroked it in steady quick motions. I could not believe that a. This particular morning, as she went from room to room with the trash bag, she considered the daring night she’d just experienced.Keeping up her hippie chick front to her parents, she told them she was going out of town to plant some flowers in a soldier’s cemetery. Where she went was a dance club halfway to Los Angeles that winked at the 21-only laws. In the dressing room, a transformation took place that would have astounded her friends at home as the teen hippie emerged in makeup, heels and. After a few minutes I decided that I wasn't going to put on my pajama bottoms and told him that he could come in now. I noticed that he was definitely checking me out as I turned off the light and laid down on my bed. I was kinda shocked but happy when he laid down beside on the bed. After a few minutes I closed my eyes and then I felt his hand brush up against my ass. Once he thought I was asleep he began rubbing and actually grabbing my ass more aggressively. Suddenly it felt like he was. I looked up towards where his voice drifted from, and got an eyeful, he was leaning over the banister in a pair of skin-tight briefs and a broad smile.Dropping his hand onto his bulge he smiled even more broadly, adding a 'Hi aunt Mariel', giving himself a squeeze, somehow I felt it was more for my benefit.Just then his Mom walked-in with his ironed shirt and looked up, his erection was straining the stitching in his underpants, and she shook her head.'Just like your fucking father', shaking.