"I looked quickly at Brandy, not having any idea what might be coming, just that it probably wasn't good."Yes, Joel, you see, we know that you and Bra...dy are having sex and we want to talk with you about that."I felt my face grow hot as her father went on, "Brandy tells us that you are a nice young man and a very considerate lover. That makes Mrs. Whitfield and I very pleased. We want her to have boyfriends who are considerate and caring and she tells me that you are that kind of a boy."My. "I'm training in the morning and by noon I should be out. We should totally doit with me in the suit!" she excitedly blurted. I of course said why not and I set out to finish the day's work. The conversation left my mind until the next day when, as I was starring at an area while mentally designing for it, a Rug Rats character named angelica sauntered my way in a obvious sexy manner. "AH HA" I thought to myself as the large stuffed character walked up to my bench and, after looking both. He smiled and replied "good to know, because I would really appreciate a blow job". I took him by his hand and together headed to the rooms area. It is a row of large cubicles with locking doors, a bed and a night stand with condoms and packets of lub on them. We entered and locked the door. Right then and there I went down to my knees, took off his towel and unveiled his semi hard cock. Before taking it in my mouth I played with it for a little while, making him harder. I moved my head closer,. That was a few months ago. She was around forty-six according to things she’d said. She wasn’t super sexy physically, although for having three kids she looked pretty good, but she just had an air about her. A subdued, “I can fuck your balls off” aura. The day I looked at the car, she was wearing black stretch pants that were tight enough that everything was displayed. Either she had on the thinnest thong ever made, or nothing under them. I could even see how she’d trimmed her pubic hair..