“Was it his idea or Flo’s to come back,” she said.“Don’t know, but I know your dad, your other dad, has been pressuring him—mildly—to co...e back here. So, I guess it may have been different things, reasons,” said Victoria.“Hmm,” said Selena.“He, they, bought a condo in Chandler. Says there is less traffic down there. It’s still thirty miles down the street, but that’s a helluva lot better than 250 miles,” she said.“Hmm, for sure,” said Selena. “Have you had a chance to talk to them since they. Then I stepped over the old drunk and pulled my pantyhose down and sat on his lap. This way I could see if anyone came snooping around and could also control the action.I grabbed his smelly old boner and pushed the purple head against my dripping slit. Then I wiggled my ass on him and massaged his stiff prick into my slit. As he sank into me he groaned drunkenly and sat upright, hugging me from behind.Here I was allowing some homeless derelict to stick his unprotected dick into me. My mind was. He pulled a small bottle of lube from his pocket, applied it to his finger, and began gently working the finger into her ass, opening her up, adding a second and a third finger as the muscles stretched. It was weird, although in real time it would feel like her ass had gone from tight to gaping in an instant, because it had been done gently, with the muscles getting the opportunity to relax, even in stopped time, there would be no pain. Just a feeling of stretching and fullness.He pulled his. Hard. Sexy. And straining that Speedo. When I regained my composure, I walked out to see Tony waive as he drove out! Tony went away to school shortly there after.I wanted not just “a” Speedo, but “his” Speedo so badly. I went to our big department store and looked around for a Speedo of my own. I knew I wouldn’t look anywhere near as good as Tony, but I figured I have to start some where. Mostly I wanted to feel the fabric on my cock and balls. With the help of a young male sales clerk --.