Thomson, he’s not that old. And trust me, after the ‘wham bam’ attitude of the younger blokes, an older fella makes a pleasant change. I reckon ...e’d make a great lover, eh girls?” “And he IS handsome,” piped in Wendy. “He may not be to your liking Mrs. Thomson, but he’s just, you know, sexy. I can’t really put my finger on it, but, oh…you know.” “Yeah, well said Wendy. NOT!” retorted Claire. “Just talking to him makes me feel good and he has a way of turning me on that no bloke I’ve known has. The Specials finished their set with the classic Ghost Town and the whole field, except the sullen daughter, were up on their feet cheering. Next up was Neil Young, strange choice of headlining on the main stage, but Bob was a fan, so we were going to stay around and listen to the old man. The cider drinking youngsters headed off, probably to watch a young up and coming band. The young family also headed off, probably past their c***d's bed time. The couple and their daughter stayed around, so. This girl was good at it; she slid on and off, stopping to suck now and then. She could get most of my seven inches into her mouth, and I couldn't help but throb in there. This went on for some time, then I got very interested in putting my face in her crotch. I gently took hold of her head and lifted her off, then stood up. We finished undressing each other, but I only got as far as removing her bra. Marsha's rack was exquisite; so firm and round. I dove in and started licking her nipple. The whip just kept wispping around. I'm sure he saw my ass cheeks clinched tightly. A set of footsteps came down the stairs. It sounded like a woman but it was a very thin man. He was the most shredded man I'd ever seen! He had no fat on his entire body. He had no hair on his body like me. His cock was dangling long between his legs. Even soft his was much longer than my short thick cock. He began touching me all over. He quickly discovered my erect nipples. I jumped and quivered by his.
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