I wondered what coming next as the hand squeeze usually means a serious talk. “Baby,” she said, “before Chris left this morning, we were talking...about me and you and how I forbid you my body.” “Yes,” I said, “carry on.” My heart was racing as she continued. “I told Chris that it started as a sex buzz for me,” Carole replied, “but as it got longer and longer that I denied you my body, the thought of making love with you or letting you see me naked actually made me feel sick.” I could feel her. It was truly necessary for me to become a real slut and suck somebody off tonight. I removed the chair aside and kneeled in front of this hole. The floor was dirty and covered with spittle. The man out there looked at me again, then he unzipped his fly and took his cock out and put it into the hole right towards me. I heard some noise in the next cab from my left and guessed that there was someone willing to peep at me. I gripped this dick and slowly put it in the mouth, passing my tongue along. . . she then learned over and with her hand on my penis through my pyjamas and gave it a little squeeze, it was as if I had been given a electric shock, nobody had ever touched me there before.“Sorry did that hurt?” she asked seeing the look of shock on my face.“No, it was OK really” I said struggling to find words but not wanting to actually admit I liked her touching me.“You’re certainly a big lad aren’t you”. . . she said smiling with her hand still resting on the bulge in my pyjamas.“Did. Clothes were strewn everywhere and Rhonda, Ted and Tammy were lying naked on the huge bed, their bodies entangled."Holy shit! What's going on here?" Jay asked, not quite believing what he was seeing.Beside him, Chris just gaped and stared. "What do you think, silly?" Tammy answered, pulling her face from between her mother's creamy thighs. "Mom and Ted went out on a date, and afterwards we all got together for some very heavy fucking and sucking. I'm sure it's not much different from what you.