There was a friend of Ruben’s there that he worked with, but I had never met. Tommy didn't know him either. His name was Juan and was in his 40s, a ...ig guy and not really cute but he kept talking to me all night. We were playing quarters at the table but there were only four chairs so I sat on the Juan’s lap. His hands were rubbing my thighs but kind of in a way where it wasn't like he was being sexual... it's hard to describe. It was kind of tender really, that's how it felt, friendly. Tommy. "Suck dick," my son instructed. I must have been so caught up in the moment that I didn't mind the thought of sucking him off. His dick was a little bigger than his friend's length wise but not as fat. His friend started pumping my pussy faster and I started to suck on his dick quicker. "God, your mom is amazing," his friend announced. My son began to push my head down further on his dick as I was trying to get all of it in mouth. I tried not to gag as I felt it go all the way to the back of my. I began to lightly rub his cock until I found the opening in his boxers and pulled his cock out through the gap.Looking down, I could see Peter had a nice size cock as my previous investigating had told me. He was so hard the blue veins were showing all up the under side of it.Peter, in the mean time had lifted my skirt up and pulled my thong to the side and found out just how wet I was as he rubbed the lips of my pussy.I pushed Peter back against the wall of the lift and got down on my knees,. The smell of breakfast seeps through the air vents and you can hear your family going about their morning ritual of yelling about the news, laughing uncontrollably, and altogether being as Italian as possible. For a moment, you question why Mother didn't wake you up at seven as she always does, but then you remember: today is your birthday.You crawl out of bed and slip on a pair of underwear. Normally, you'd go ahead and get completely dressed for the day, but since the real festivities don't.