Evan cut her off “Mom with the stamp on you only guys he said it was ok too would be with you, you would be his and his friends personal cum slut”... After quite a long conversation she was adamant about not being tattooed. Evan called Brutus with plan B. Saturday at four her and Evan got in the car and headed for Brutus house, before they arrived Luther and Gary intercepted them to say Brutus’s parents had not left for their getaway weekend to hang out. In the back seat of Gary’s car, they had. Yvonne stepped back as the glare in their eyes began to scare her. ‘How may I be of assistance ma’am’ Bob asked putting on his best accent. ‘I’m out of gas and I seem to be lost,’ she pointed to her car parked directly in front of them ‘That’s a nice car,’ Jo said as he felt excluded from the conversation ‘Thanks,’ she smiled ‘but can you help me?’ ‘Sure we can for a small price,’ Jo replied, Bob caught on seeing the glint in his friend’s eye ‘How much?’ Yvonne asked appeased that her problem. Andy rubbed sun cream into Sams legs, slowing as he got to her inner thighs, just brushing finger tips over her bikini bottoms. Rick, you need to look, look what they are up to, if you don’t do something I will have to do it myself. Rick said ignore them. Andy now had his hand in Sams bikini bottom, rubbing at her fanny. Kay saying just look Rick, think he’s got his fingers up her fanny, Rick turned over and sure enough Andy was finger fucking Sam. He turned to Kay, who was biting her lip, her. My hands tousled his hair on his head as I yearned for his mouth to engulf my cock. He was taking his time like an expert and pleasuring everything but the prize, going from one inner thigh to the other, then sucking my balls and taking each testicle into his mouth, moaning with delight and shaking his head sideways stretching them gently. His hands slid up my legs and firmed around my buttocks at the same time that his mouth was sucking and licking the base of my shaft. By this time precum.