.. men a lot like Pete, but Oscar frankly had none of those things. He was a short skinny balding junior bank manager who dressed and acted a lot like...an accountant, both in and out of a suit. Pete had gone out for a beer with him a couple of times and tried hard to get sort of friendly with the guy but it hadn't amounted to much. Oscar didn't even have any discernable interests in sports or even topless dancer bars, nor did he even like beer much. That made any male bonding considerably more. . The more that went in the harder she hunched back against my fist until it popped in, Damn she screamed like bloody murder and went wild fucking my whole fist... Once she calmed down a bit she said "wow why haven't you did this before I love it" Then she said make a fist and fuck me like a cock so I did and she went wild again saying "please fuck me deeper" so I did and the deeper I went the more she climaxed.. she kept saying deeper, deeper.. Hell I was afraid I would injure her.. She lifted. She had a real cute face, soft and round, and full lips that I knew had been made for sucking dick. Joey had told me that she wasn't a real blonde, not that I really cared. But, according to him, she shaved. Now that was hot.Soap dripping down my body, I started stroking my dick, fantasizing that hot little Brittney was on her knees before me, sucking my balls and licking the head of my dick as I stroked it. I imagined her begging me to cum all over her impish little face... Over the hiss of. Heard dad ask mom if she was interested, she hesitated then said yes, I got down on floor and moved a piece of blk tape covering a hole I had dropped thru back of fire place,could see almost all of living room, there was Th in his wheel chair and mom on her back under chair, let's spread wide and Tys dick dangling in her mouth as she sucked it. Th was trying to convince dad to let mom dance at 1 of his titty bars until he got replacements for the 2 batches that ran. I looked at mom and she had.