"Sometimes I think he'd rather watch me fuck another man than fuck me himself."The weird thing was that Jess was uncomfortably close to the truth. In ...he six months since we'd started living in the small apartment building, Jess had been fucking our 65 year-old landlord several times a week, never failing to let me know when he'd stretched her out with his 12-inch long, beer can-thick monster cock, just like he'd stretched out all of the other young wives and girlfriends who lived in the. But Uncle Mike understood:"He doesn't want the kids at school to know he's been -- that he's lost-- I don't blame him. Lying's usually not a good idea, but I'd considergoing along with him on this, Darlene." And you didn't understand at first -- it would be worse with the kids atschool, Mom. Maybe with the principal and teachers, too -- they mightmake me use the girls' restroom and locker room, and that would make iteven worse." And think about this," Uncle Mike added; "probably most of the. He moved his other hand down to my ass also and held and squeezed it. His breathing now heavy, I undid his belt and pants, he sighed as I pressed his now bare cock against me. He motioned for me to go down on him and I wanted nothing more. I leaned over and took his fat cocks head between my lips and slid him over his helmet, stretching my small mouth. I knew from our first time our good a mouth on your cock felt and I wanted to give him the same feelings. The taste of his dick made my mouth. But I loved the smell and taste. My hot mouth plunged down the length of his hard cock, and my tongue slathered all along the 13 year old boy’s 4-inch shaft. On the upward stroke, I applied slow, delicious pressure to the shaft before sliding down again. Up and down my mouth moved, like a wonderful machine, pressing against the hairless skin at the base of his erection, then rising to flick the glens and the piss-slit with my tongue. He grabbed the bed-covers, my whole body alive with electric.