Again I said sure, that was fine. He unzipped his loose jeans and they dropped to the floor to reveal fat, hairy legs and a pair of tight, dark red y-...ronts. I averted my eyes instinctively, but then thought I was being silly, paranoid. He was just getting comfortable. I looked back at him and saw a sizeable bulge in his underpants, but that was just his cock and balls - nothing unusual and nothing to be afraid of.Barry put his guitar down and sat on the floor, cross-legged. His bulge was. Let me taste it. I’m going to swallow.’ I feel the cool sheen of sweat rise on his hot skin and the trembling of his muscles as he nears the final few seconds. His fingers dig hard into my breasts as he shudders, arching his back. I lower my head and moisten my lips, letting the spit drop onto the bloated purple-red knob of his cock. The gondola rocks violently as I slip of the bench to kneel between his knees. His fingers slide through my hair gripping handfuls of it as my outstretched tongue. Her only option was her Aunt Sally, her father’s younger sister…. her parents had divorced when she was seven, then he’d died in a car accident a year later. But her Aunt didn’t live in Little Rock; she lived on the Texas side of Texarkana. She would have to take the Bus, but the Bus Station was on the other side of town, she had to take the city bus to get there, but they wouldn’t start their routes for hours… what was she to do?She pulled the crumpled ball of money from her pocket and. I could feel the beginnings of my erection as I moved behind her. Mom felt it too. “We’re having some company later this morning. It will be more fun if you wait until they’re here.”, mom said as she moved past me to the table.We finished breakfast and I cleaned up the dishes. There was a knock at the door. Mom answered it and I heard these squeals of delight. As I walked into the great room, I could see mom pressing her body against another woman that I had not seen at the compound.