Kevin was standing over me. I pushed myself up so I was sitting on the deck.“Are you OK?” he asked. “I checked the security videos and saw that ...ou came down here with Little Bo Peep.”“Glenda, the Good Witch of the North,” I answered in a slurred voice.“Well, whoever she was,” he said firmly, “she evidently spiked your drink. You sat with her at the bow for a while and then put your head on the table. She got up and rubbed your head for a few minutes and then you both disappeared.”“Where’d she. She retrieved his coat from the hook in the small porch and turned to him, saying, ‘I had a really nice time tonight Stan. I’d like to do it again. Can we?’ ‘God, that’s music to my ears!’ said Stan with feeling, ‘of course I’d like to take you out again. Maybe… Friday?’ ‘It’s a date,’ said a grinning Anne, ‘it’ll be our second. I look forward to it. Very, very much!’ She leaned forward and gave Stan a peck on the cheek before he could move away. Stan made half a move towards her, his hands. She could feel his slime slosh around inside.She lifted his balls and tongued underneath them, groveling in his groin, going crazy over the nutty goodness of his bloated balls.Then she placed her flattened tongue against the base of his towering cock. She drew it up slowly, tracing along the pounding vein that seamed the underside.She flutter-kissed the base of his cockhead, where the vein spread out in a delta. Pre-cum dribbled down and washed over her tongue.Her hair fell in an inky cascade. I thought it would be fun to give her a show if that was what she was looking for. I slowly started to soap the rest of my body working my way down to my cock. When I started to soap up my cock it got erect fast since I knew I was being watched. I looked in the mirror and my friend’s mother was still there but now her face changed to a curious look. I soaped up my butt and started to wash my cock. It was so hard now and I could feel it throbbing. I slowly started to masturbate and closed my.