His dad was a pretty cool guy and that iswhy we hung out at his house. He usually didn't care if we smoked or drankand he had a pool. Plus the house w...s in the middle of the woods andpretty secluded from any neighbors. It made for some fun parties in highschool.Ted showed me the dresser in his dad's room and told me his Dad'slast live in girlfriend, Janet, just up and left. They must have had onhell of a falling out since she never came back for any of her stuff. Heopen the bottom drawer and. You've lost a bit of stiffness, I'll help buck it up.”Mom uses the terrycloth to rub me on my genitals, but then simply drops the fabric and begins to fondle me. I am amazed at the turn around of her attitude and the turn of events, but know I am still tiptoeing on eggshells, as she is 'choking my chicken'. “Why didn't you ask your father what size his dick is?”“Because I didn't want to seem to be queer. You know how it is.”“Well, I thought you asked me, because perhaps you wanted to have me. A flush of wetness coated his ring finger as he pushed it inside of her.“Oh fuck,” she moaned, grinding against his hand, “Just like that.”Chris smiled and continued to move his fingers in a set rhythm, letting her twist and adjust on his touch. He looked at the hill below and watched the skiers, every one of them too focused on the task at hand to gaze up long enough to realize what they were doing. It was wild to be doing this and he loved that. His cock, rigid inside of his pants, twitched. Since I had not masturbated for five days, I was almost ready to explode.So I grabbed her by her underarms abruptly and threw her on her bed and mounted her and slid my cock deep into her receptive cunt. I started fucking her in earnest. She came first. She moaned and shuddered and shook all over with her cunt walls squeezing my cock. This released me too and I flooded her womb with my potent semen.I came and came and came as it it would never end. It must have taken close to 20 spurts to empty.