I want it inside me so bad,” she said her eyes still on his dick, “but I’m not on the pill right now,”“There’s another way,” he said cau...iously.“I- I’ve never done it that way," she bit her lip with a wicked smile, "but for you I’ll try it.” Mark poured some massage oil in his hands, covered his cock with it and placed his head at her hole, as she bent over, then he grabbed her hips, rested his palms on her plump cheeks, and pressed into her.“Oh GOD!” she shrieked, as he pressed into her until. She bent down on the curb of the road and produced a marker which she used to scribble something on the cardboard. It was laid down on the street in front of her so I couldn't see what it said. Then, without a word, she undid the knot in front of her shirt and took it off. Underneath was a skimpy black bikini top, barely containing her voluptuous jugs. I heard the keg being lowered onto the concrete behind me."Holy shit," Billy commented as he walked over to my hood where I sat. He was an older man, tall and well built with silver hair and big beard. The three of them were obviously having a good time, laughing and joking with each other. I carried on my conversation with the barman and over the next couple of hours I found it hard to keep my eyes of this man. I'd never been with a man at that point in my life and living in a small place gay men weren't easily found. Over the last couple of years up to that point I'd have spent a lot of time looking at porn, mostly. "Oh, hi, Doug, I came over to see Carolyn." Um, she's gone to see my Aunt Marie with my mom, won't be back until about seven."Now, Stacy, is beautiful. My favorite of all of Carolyn's friends. She was instant-hard-on material in my book."I was just going to have a soda, would you like one?", I asked staring at her chest as I opened the fridge. "Take whatever you want, gorgeous," I said, trying to offset my shyness around such a pretty, older girl.She took out a can of soda and kind of.