I saw Alex outside the gate. He was wearing thigh hugging tight light cream color pants, black shining shoes, black shirt buttoned down. He was little...plump, with nice out jetting ass. By the look of it, he was pretty drunk. We both introduced each other. He hugged me tight and his hands wandered all over my body and he cupped my crotch over my boxers and mumbled “sexy”. He leaned on me all the way into building, in the lift he was getting touchy.I got Alex into apartment. He drank lots of. ....What do you think".......Daddy looks annoyed by the blocking of the TV and doesn't fully realize the change. Then Daddy actually sees....and his jaw drops and his eyes widen. The son does not know what to expect and looks down at his frilly sock and thick soled tennis shoes, dejected and with a pouty look on his face...Daddy just sputters and cannot form words....The son finally looks into Daddy's eyes and sees something there he has never, ever, seen before, and it makes his little. He was on top of the world. He decided he was going to relax and enjoy the experience. Jillian started stroking the cock with her right hand as her tongue flickered and danced underneath the cock head in a furious frenzy, sending it lightly bobbing up and down in agonized ecstasy. Damon's foreskin was now moving back and forth, covering and uncovering the head, playing peek-a-boo with Brenda and Tamara. Jillian then laid her tongue on top of Damon's glans, and slowly and gently eased the. That was followed by another that involved an orgy scene so graphic it made her blush.She looked up at the clock, which had just pushed past 3 a.m. Thank God there wasn't practice on Saturday, she thought, but she'd better close down her laptop and get to bed anyway. And she was just about to do that when a word on the screen jumped out at her.It was very late, and she was tired, in the sense that her body realized that it was time to get some rest, even if her mind was stimulated and firing on.