.. Where,s Sally, have,nt seen her since last night I asked Cathy, she,s been outside around the front of the Cottage, apparently she,s a ...udding artist and has been putting the finishing touches to a landscape she started sometime ago, just as we were talking about her ,she arrived into the room,anyone for sex she asked, well we had better decide what we wre going to do, After a long discussion it was a agreed that July would be 1st prize, in a little game called taste the pussy,. What is this mean? About three o’clock Mon calls me and said lets go. I get in the car and the first thing I notice is mom is wearing the thinnest white blouse I ever seen on her. Obviously she has the sheer bra on. My mind turn to mush I’m trying to sneak a peek without being too obvious. I start talking to her just so I can turn towards her and get a good look. We get to the park and she picks out the picnic table way in the back away from most park activity. So she spread out the picnic. But ... well ... it's just a practice game and we hope to do better next time". He said. "Oh, okay ... well tonight's not really good for me, tho' ... I mean, me and some of the girls were invited to a party tonight and ... well ... we think we're gonna go." Becky said. Myron didn't know what to say. "Oh." he replied. "Well, uh- will you call me when you get in then?" he asked of Becky. She simply looked up to the tall, nerdy Myron with her shy, sheepish blue eyes, almost as if she was lost in. I had no expectation this would happen. I sweetly squeezed just beneath the glans, pointing my head into the palm of my hand instinctively as if to catch the load. As the enormous lake of jizz filled my underwear less corduroy shorts, I firmly and slowly milked the last 3rd of my cock by the very tip as the seminal fluid contractions slowly subsided.I had to go to a gas station, I had absolutely nothing there to clean up with. The shorts were blue cordorouy, and again we are talking about.