I worked for some more time but then I wanted him. It is not that am gay but lack of sex was making me go for any skin and here was a perfect hunk.I f...nished my work out and was sweating like a hell while he continued staring at my assets. I could see a raging hard on and was curious to touch it. So I made an instant plan. I said am having pain and went and sat on sofa. He enquired where I am having pain. I said in my chest area and cupped my boobs. He asked if he can touch to see. I said sure.. Sure I said and offered to drive. (Glenn had his car also). It was just an old town, pretty cool looking early 1900, lots of shops and stuff we just walked around and talked. Not about sports(trivial to me, what do I care other than my tax dollars going to make someone else rich) or women, just, hell I don’t know, life I guess. We had lunch at some street cafe and headed back. I felt pretty good, a nice day all in all. On the drive back he asked my if I would mind giving him my opinion on an. Alex walked over to the bed and removed the gag from her mouth. "How are you feeling, Rhonda", he asked. "Amazing", Rhonda said, moaning and moving her hips. "That was the best dick I've ever had." "Oh really", Alex said, Trevor smiling widely. "Yes. Now I want to taste it", she said and Trevor smiled. He moved up to the head of the bed and pushed his dick between his mother's lips.Rhonda began sucking eagerly, loving the taste of her own pussy on a young dick. "Fuck, that feels good", Trevor. The bodice consisted of nothing more than a web of black leather straps, covering only just enough of her thrusting breasts to maintain a semblance of respectability. Her long wavy black-hair flowed down the back of her shoulders and perfectly complimented the matching black cowl. The thigh-high black leather boots completed the outfit, with what Annälisa reasoned must be at least four inch heels. She looked like she’d just stepped off a movie production. Perhaps that was her secret? Who.