His mother threw a bit of a do for him at the house and invited a few of his friends and some neighbours over, we were drinking for most of the night ...nd having a laugh. As the party was ending people started to leave and I began to help clean up when his mother asked me if I would walk mrs carroll home as it was dark and she lived about 3/4 mins walk up the road. It was about 1am and was still very mild out so we didn't have any coats and she was wearing a flower covered dress that showed her. He scrounged around and found a manual tire pump. It had a leak in the rubber hose, but a little black plastic electricians tape fixed that problem. He filled the tires on his old bike. It was an old five-speed that he had bought used, and refurbished. Feeling a little foolish, he climbed on in it, and peddled it down the length of the driveway. It was hard work, even downhill, since the front tire didn’t seem to want to turn.He knew by the end of the driveway, that he needed to check the wheel. It felt strange, not the cock, but just the idea of a cock in my mouth. I was then told to run my tongue around the head. I did it and he moaned a little. This surprised me and again I pulled off. After a pause, I resumed where I had left off.He then told me to take it deeper. I didn’t do it right away but after some hesitation I did. Again I was in a different world, a strange one. I wasn’t sure if I liked it, in fact I think I didn’t but curiosity kept me going. His entire head was in my. Their bodies heaving, and thrashing as Blondie's small tight butt, raised high, is being stuffed with a large purple dildo. It slowly spears into her, while someone hidden within the pile has her toes flicking across her breast. Fascinated, by this erotic vision I match the rhythm of the dildo's slow thrusts with my own strokes. Blondie's head slowly lifts away from the women as loud gasping breaths escape signaling an imminent orgasm.A noise behind causes my heart to skip a beat, but not my.