“Sure, I guess we could. Lead the way man,” I said.The closer we got to our destination the more embarrassed I was for having pictured him strippi...g. Before I knew it I was seeing him strip again. At first, I thought I was imagining it but then I soon realized it was actually happening.Steven turned around and said, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. That or you’ve never seen another guy strip before.”“I, I, I uh, just wasn’t expecting you to strip in front of me like that. We are in public.”. ”Two years later she was still unwilling to have a child, and I was getting the deep chill treatment more often than not. I had to make frequent trips to navy and air force bases to fine tune those devices that I had invented, and it did not seem to bother Barb at all. All her affection seemed to be directed at Fu fu, a dog the size of a rat, with the temperament of Attila the Hun. Except for people he was used to, he was a yappy little ankle nipper. Me, he hated, and the feeling was. She was obviously still ridiculously turned on after her masturbation frenzy. "I think it would be wrong to deny you such a vital experience Mom," I ventured, "especially since you waited to get married and everything." Do you really think so, honey?" she replied, "I long for it so much sometimes, to feel the heat of another man pressed against me, sweating and gyrating." Her hand was now moving up and down my thigh, getting further up with every stroke. To my annoyance, I felt myself start to. Normally I wouldn’t even spit on him, yet here I am eagerly waiting to be fucked raw by a low-class fat mobile thief. The situation was fucked up, but I haven’t been this horny ever.Thief pulled my top off and threw it in the corner. He then groped my right breast, then pinched the nipple, then gave it a tight slap. My tits bounced around wildly. He repeated that 2-3 times, and my boobs turned red because of all that abuse. Even though it was hurting a bit, the rough manhandling was making me.