And how we were rained on. I remember watching my mother take off her wet clothes in the tent in front of me. Her size 36DD breasts hanging there in p...ain sight. Her pants being pulled down to reveal her bare behind and thick hips and thighs, ripe for bearing a child. And finally her black bushy patch in between her thighs, glistening from arousal. In that moment I didn't appreciate what I was seeing. But now that imagery sparked something deep within me. Something animalistic yet familiar and. .. Marquita," said Marc sheepishly as he placed his cigar rack andpurse on the ground."To a wonderful night, dear," said Grady, downing his drink and pattingthe couch.Marc sat next to him on the couch and wasted no time as well downing hisdrink. As he finished, Grady's hands surrounded his face, cupping eachcheek and gazing into his eyes. He closed his eyes, trying not to thinkabout the fact he was about to be kissed by not only a man, but a seniorcitizen, and then opened them as nothing. So I turn off the motorway deciding to get the bits here and now look at me stuck god knows fucking where soaked right through with a dead battery on my mobile. I hate the rain, though I admit it sounds kind of relaxing as its hitting against my windshield, as I drive down the road, my car radio is playing loudly and I hum along to the tunes like I always do when Im on my way home, as I slow down at a bend I notice a car pulled up on the side with their hazard lights flashing, poor person I. "I want your cock!" he answered emphatically. "Oh and just where would Mark like my cock?" I teased. Then I tickled his boy cunt with my tongue. "I want it in me, I need it." begged Mark. "Well, I know that feeling. When you have that emptiness and you want to be screwed, so just say it, say 'I want Chuck's penis in my boy cunt', then I will fuck you." "I want Chuck's penis... in my boy cunt!" Mark said hastily. "Now, just fuck me!" Being the kind soul that I am I couldn't prolong his agony..