Now working the ball behind his back, the boy was able to get it to bounce forward through his feet. He smiled and looked around to see if anyone witn...ssed his great feat. Only the old man was there smiling."Very nicely done." The old man nodded. "It appears that all your hard work has paid off."The young boy beamed with pride, "Thanks mister." He paused in his dribbling to retrieve the old man's cane as it had fallen in the grass, and placed it back into its leaning position against the bench.. That’s work to me.”“Matt, you’re nothing but an incurable romantic. A hundred years ago, you would have been a prairie poet, traveling with Buffalo Bill Cody’s wild west circus.”“No, I don’t think so, Mabel. More likely, I’d be one of a thousand trail tramps working one drive to next for $30 and found. Buried in an unmarked hole in the middle of nowhere, remembered by no one.”“That’s it, Matt. If you are going to come back up here with that attitude, I damn sure ain’t letting you off this. She agreed to this and pulled out his cock from his dungarees. She said she did not even know how she managed to do it as quickly. But she remembered looking at this really long beautiful brown cock. She kissed it at first. The cock twitched, then she kissed it again. She held it and kissed and sniffed along its shaft and kissed the head of it to complete the inspection. She went down on her knees, looked at the Black Janitor, opened wide and took it in. She said that at first she. Now almost a flow of moisture exiting them. I felt the girls getting close as I curled my fingers in them and kept them buried deep. I rocked my hands and the sounds of the slops grew louder. I always loved the wet sounds. And I rocked harder. They moaned loudly, almost screeching. They gasped loud and now couldn't keep their hands steady on me. I bent up my knees to coax them upwards. They released me as they placed their hands back on my chest and the bed to steady themselves. Sams orgasm hit.