Jason never left his eyes from the sight. He was not a handsome man. He had a mini paunch and could not believe his luck that this beautiful creature ...�� who was now giving him one of the best blowjobs of his life and even giving him insane yet sweet and funny eye contact as she leisurely sucked him off and moaned at the same time - would befriend him and furthermore give him his liberty, but allow them to fuck their brains out whenever the opportunity arose.She would drop heavy hints about being. “Yes of course I have. Have you?”“Yes, I have! It is great fun isn’t it?” she asked rhetorically as she continued to tug away.“Has any other girl touched it before?” she asked, but before I could tell her she was the first, the door burst open and we were busted by Matron. That was the end of the game, unsurprisingly, and we both spent the rest of the day pleading with Dorothy not to tell anyone.Nothing happened between Mags and I after that day for another 8 or 9 years.In the meantime, I did. Even ga gentle squeeze it hurt a little, theyhad been aching since Tuesday.'Good boy, nice and full.'He moved his hand up to my cock. He wrapped his hand around my cock andpulled back the foreskin. I let out a moan. It was going to be a longdrive.The drive went on like that, with him questioning and groping me until wepulled off the freeway. After a few more minutes, he pulled up in thedriveway of pretty impressive house.Tim parked and leaned over. 'I've been dying to do this.' He grabbed. ”“Yes, she does.”The three of them got out of the car and went up to the door of the funeral home. As they reached the door, his ex-wife said, “Well, if it isn’t the gorilla and his crack whore. What are you doing here?”Jerry stopped and looked at his ex-wife. In a somber tone of voice appropriate for attending a funeral, he answered, “Bill and I are here to pay our respects to your mother.”The three did not wait for a response before heading into the funeral parlor. Inside, they took seats in.