Hot. Sticky. Sue dabbed the back of her hand to her brow as she pulled on her running shoes. The heat had instilled an uneasiness, a feeling that woul...n't go away no matter how hard she tried to distract herself. Picking up an easy pace, she makes her way along the narrow track leading toward Central Park.A rainbow still filled the sky with its vivid colors, the summer shower had been brief, but the illusory arch still remained. Her mind was anywhere but on the trail as she stumbled over a lump. Unbelievably thick, cut and rock hard.'Now I remember watching you take those dildos down your throat. Its time you tried the real thing' he laughedHe put his hands on my head and pushed me to my knees.'Open' I didn't obey as I was still in shock. He slapped my face'Open boy' he said seemingly annoyed. This time I obeyed.He bit his lip and slowly put his cock in my mouth. The second the tip entered my mouth I felt his precum on my tongue. It was at this point I knew I wanted it. I got the first. I started the engine and started the AC as there was too hot; She started removing the blouse buttons, finally removed 3 buttons and pushed the blouse up pulled her left breast (sallu) and started feeding her baby. I was watching all from the mirror andI first time saw her boob accidentally for a second and she covered the boob with sari. After 5 minutes she started feeding from right boob (Sallu) she removed other buttons and took out the right boob for feeding then I got full view of left and. “John, you’re blushing. You know sixteen-year-old girls need their fantasies just like sixteen-year-old boys. You had your posters and your dad’s magazines didn’t you?” Camille looked at him with a playfully quizzical look before continuing. “Well for a young girl your “dad’s friend”, especially when he is handsome and intelligent, is a convenient fantasy so you can learn how to orgasm, no?” Camille’s face was covered in a playful grin. She knew exactly how uncomfortable she was making him with.