They probably won't fit but you can try to get them on. If you do, they'll be tight and restrictive for the moment. Your balls might not fit but we'll...see. If you find them too tight we might have to get you to put them in your mouth when you are being wanked. Right, Marge, turn around and lower your panties and tights. Paul present the container of my cum to Marge and she will annoint her cunt first with my cum, pleasuring her clit and hole. Paul, spread her arse cheeks and Marge reach behind. We had a picnic table in the middle of the back yard. I approached it and sat on the table proper with my high heels resting on one of the benches. I took a swig of my drink and looked over at Mr. Rushman’s house.It was lit up inside and I could see him in there moving about from room to room. But he was not looking out at all, and my heart sank as I realized he probably would not see me. Soon I finished my drink.Then, as luck would have it, his back porch light went on. The back door opened,. Mom too resists at him and got out from there.Then the party comes to an end. We say good night to each other and went to sleep.Then the next day I and my mom returned to our native place. Same day evening i received a call from him (Maura).Part-2Mayuran- hi Raju, how are youMe- i am fine uncle. How are you? How is that party?May- its great da, i enjoyed it a lot.Me- i think specially you enjoyed the dance with my mom.May- ( )Me- why you are keep quiet? No problem uncle. I too enjoyed it.May-. Decided to head to Boston, see relatives, catch up, get laid a lot, scanned craigs list, lots of pros, last resort, the trip a success, got my pipes cleaned by a couple of milfs, horny, needy, skanky, perfect, also got blown by a fag, choke gagged him in a mens room of a bar, my nine inches turning his wimp face blue, sweet, basting his face, while hucking spit on him, only way to treat a stall fag. I was satisfied, heading home, on boring Rt 85, all small towns, trees, lots of nothing, there.