It soon turned out to me the his mother was becoming quite attracted to me can attribute it to the effects of her being a single mum. I could openly n...tice this just by the way that she behaved when I was around the house, she could do some small but very noticeable things that not just any mum would do for her sons best friend. I found her always glancing over at me when I was hanging out with Tony. She seemed to stare at my lightly muscular muscles and my tall body frame. She was quite shy. I wished she was in yoga pants right now.“You ready to go?” she asked, glancing down into her open purse as she walked up to me, hardly noticing me. “Yeah,” I said.She looked up and smiled at me. “You are looking handsome, Sean. Just like your dad.” She adjusted my tie then smoothed a lock of hair off my forehead. She frowned. “Were you running around the house?”“Yeah,” I said. “Maria was teasing me.”Mom rolled her eyes. “That girl... I hope she doesn't drive your father wild working at his. Lena was about to go inside the hut for them when I stopped her.She looked at me puzzled and I smiled and picked her up in my arms. We were both healthier and trimmer that we were two weeks ago, and I easily took her across the "threshold" of our hut. She giggled with delight at the mere suggestion (on second thought, strike the word "mere"). I laid her on the bed, sailcloth stuffed with leaves, and began to caress and lick her salty body. She called me an immoral tease, a brute and lots of. He played with his nuts and cock thinking about the last hot ass he had plowed. Down the way, Brian had his hand inside his boxers. He was squeezing his rod and also thinking about the last hot ass he had screwed. The drunken stud needed a piece of ass. He needed to fuck! Yeah, he needed a big butt boy. As he was thinking about the cute boys he could choose from, his thoughts wandered to the new Mexican kid that he had recently arrived. He hadn’t seen the boy naked but he imagined that punk.