‘If we didn’t have the kids, might you have asked me out?’ ‘Yes, I wanted to,’ I said slowly. ‘I think I was scared.’ ‘Idiot, why didn...��t you? Those kids of ours aren’t millstones, Ben, they’re almost teenagers.’ I grinned at her, my decision made, pleased that she seemed to like the idea of dating me. ‘Mrs Johnson, I have no idea where, because I don’t know what’s available between here and the camp, but I’m sure we’ll find somewhere, so will you have dinner with me on Saturday?’ Catherine. I was regretting the blindfold, as her toes are so beautiful. She stroked me slowly.She said I was a naughty boy and had leaked pre-cum all over her toes. Then she told me to, ” Be a good boy and suck my toes, all clean.” Her toes were all slick with cum. I sucked them slowly. She giggled and said to suck them some more. This went on for five minutes as I sucked the toes on both of her feet.Then, without another word she slid back and put my raging cock in her pussy. I knew, right from the. Looking to me, my intense eyes met hers of deepest azure. Brigitte held me in her hand and watched my reaction. I had to groan as she took it deep, her lipstick left a tidemark halfway at the base my length. Switching my gaze to Brigitte, she smiled and rose up before me. “How are you Jack?” A soft kiss followed, her gentle hand clasped my chest. Between her index finger and thumb, she plucked at my nipple. “She wants to fuck you.” Written on my face, it told a story of deep longing. Caressing. I shook the water off my hands and looked up at him and smiled."Hey Scott," I said sighing when his fingers pushed a curly blonde hair away from my face. His hands gently caressed my cheeks and he smiled when I smiled again. Scott slipped his hands under my shirt and my bra and rubbed my nipples with his fingers. I moaned as his fingers teased my nipples into hard little pebbles. One of his hands slipped out of my shirt and found its way into my pants and boyshorts. His fingers spread my pussy.