She was a year younger than me butdespite her tender age she was already well experiencedsexually, having lost her cherry two years before whileonly a...ed fourteen. So by the time we meet she hadalready had taken quite a few cocks up her In the earlydays I used to be very jealous of these earlierlovers… later I was to learn to love hearing all thejuicy details over and over… but I am getting aheadof myself.We went together for several years until the eventualhappened and Jan got. They’d been to every bar from Decatur to Bourbon Street and back. They’d seen just about everything while wandering through the mass of staggering bodies, it seemed the party raged nonstop whether it was Mardi Gras or a steamy Sunday afternoon. They’d heard every kind of music imaginable, the pounding techno in the neo dance clubs, the unmistakable sound of Dixie Land at Preservation Hall, modern interpretive Jazz that brought Miles Davis and John Coltrane to mind, as well as the persistent,. He slowly moved his hand towards her pussy and then he felt it.“What the fuck is that” he yelled out in horror. A couple of extra moo sounds were played to drown out his despair. His hand had not made contact with a pussy; but a huge cock which was stiffer than his own. He could do nothing except move his hands well away from the area he had just fondled “The show must go on” he knew.“Concentrate on the blow job; thank God for Dainty Denise” he mumbled as he received oral pleasure before a. "Awesome," you nod, your eyes drifting back to watch Mrs. Summers as the rest of the team starts to gather up their gear and disperse."Jerry honey, can you and Mark help me with the equipment?" Mrs. Summers asks, glancing over at the two of you sitting on the bench."Sure thing, Mom," Jerry nods, hopping up eagerly to help her.You join him, gathering up the scattered bats and balls, all the time sneaking glances at Mrs. Summers. She's wearing short white shorts today, showing off her toned and.