“Yeah Jean, that’s it. Suck this cock you love so much.”I opened my mouth and took him all the way in. Tightening my lips, I began to bob up and...down, moving my hands Dick’s ass, while he encouraged me.“That’s it momma, suck this cock, so much like Joey’s cock. Think of giving your son a nice blowjob,” he said with a chuckle.Something clicked, and I felt a wave of desire crash through me, and I sucked harder. I thought about Joey’s hard on, pretending I was sucking it. I moved my hand to Dick’s. I discovered that a local YMCA was known for the older men who hung out there and wanted to hook up.The locker room was old, with wooden lockers. It reminded me of the YMCA I attended when I was a k**. The lockers were arranged in long irregular rows and were separated by long benches that were bolted to the floor. There were three 5X5 changing rooms at the north end of the locker room. Adjacent to the changing rooms was a row of six sinks.I watched the traffic patterns and body language each. The class went back into the locker room to shower and change. I sat on the bench panting, trying to get my breath back. By the time I regained my energy to go into the showers, most of the girls had gone. I walked into the showers to see only one girl left washing, Jayden.“Carla, where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you.” She said in a sexy way. “I saw the way you were looking at me and I know what you think of my breasts, today I have decided to let you play with them.”I blushed.She was. I thought to myself that I must be crazy. I couldn't believe what I had gotten to. Was I really going to meet up with someone I had only talked to for afew minutes? Was I really going to meet him in public? What if we got caught? I was about to drive away when he pulled up. I still thought about leaving when he got out of his car and started walking towards me. He was nice looking, but much younger than me, early twenties maybe. He was black, about 5' 7" and had a thin, ripped build. He looked.