They couldn’t believe Larry had gotten his dick sucked by me. I told him I’d find a time to talk with them a bit in the next couple of days to as...ure them it’s on the up and up. I usually see them together at lunch, so that’s probably a good time to meet with them.I went home with Bobby on Thursday and we had fun again. I sucked his dick and let him suck my tits. Now, his dick seems kind of small to me as he is about an inch smaller than Larry or Jim. But I’m mainly in it for his cum, so. He’ll rub his day-old beard against my face, scraping and burning my flesh until I moan. His hands have barely touched me, not the way I need them to. I’ll open my legs further and wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer, gnawing on his neck, kissing the hollow of his throat, inhaling the leftover smell of sleep. My hands will slide down over the sinewy muscles of his arms, fingering the definitions he’d caused by flexing moments ago with the whisk, and the blanket will fall off. “I’ll see about that.” She walked over to the dressing rooms and put the panties on. I signaled to my friends that I found something else to do and followed her to the rooms. She was closing the door just as I got over to the little bench in front of the dressing rooms. After about two minutes, she stepped out in the little panties and looked amazing. “You’re right, I can rock these.” “I’d like to rock that,” pointing at her body. “Never happening, my parents would kill me.” I walked over to. As I clicked away with my SLR, manual-wind camera (these were the old days !) mom pulled her skirt up a little higher, but not enough for me to see the tops of her stockings. So I laid down on the floor for a better angle and was rewarded with a shot looking way up her skirt ! Oh boy it was glorious, I was in heaven.I took my time as I snapped away trying hard for a glimpse of her panties, but it was a little too dark up there. She slowly pulled her skirt higher and higher as if anticipating.