For the first, time and almost immediately after I let him know he had nothing to worry about, that he was ok----he placed his hand on my inner thigh,...his palm touching my cock and balls and squeezing gently, looked at me licking his tender lips and went “mmmmmuh!” Yes, Wetzel was a paradox, scared to death of a bully and yet! had the nerve and courage to grab one of the biggest rednecks in the schools cock!-----gotta love’im. Soon after that someone pointed the guy out to me that fucked with. It knew what to do, stroking it at a modest pace, with lapses in the motion so it would be as human as possible. But he did not want to end his adventure yet, after a few minutes of stroking and looking upon his Mother, he needed the lips to open. “Program, masturbate yourself.” he said.Jimmy’s mothers hands left her legs and while still bent over, proceeded to finger herself and play with her boobs. Jimmy couldn’t have designed this thing any better. Over 4 months of spying on his mother led. " "Thanks, Brenda," I replied, "I really like how you feel, too." Brenda began to motion her hips on top of me, raising her body up slightly, and letting it fall back. She went slowly at first, but soon picked up the tempo. I reached up to grab those wonderfully big bouncing tits, and then settled my hands on her gyrating waist. I started moving my hips under her, raising myself up to meet her deliciously wet pussy, trying to bury my cock as deeply as possible in that soft, warm flesh. Brenda. There are a few Hollywood typepeople in there and everyone stares at me and I hear comments. I get mythings and go up to the counter, all with the guys there gawking at meand smiling a little, buy the stuff and walk out hearing the guys overmy shoulder whistling and catcalling me. I get in humiliated and hedrives us down to Sunset Blvd and then into a parking lot of a motel. Marc then asks what my cell phone number is and I see him write my nameand number on a post it pad and takes it with him.