Itts been a while ....oh shit just like in college , godddd boy , fuckkkkk ''Mike now 44 remembering why he let a by suck him in the toilet years agod...unk and serving his bbc to a random boy from his school, it never happened until tonight, smoking weed with Alex a boy living down the street he saw smoking weed alone 1am , back from the bar and a bit drunk he knew somehow what would happen and let it happen, he needed it, wanted ithe ask if he could smoke , got in the car , stayed legs spread. "Oh yeah, Ben, I definitely want to." he said and his hand went to my crotch and he started rubbing my cock through my shorts. "I'm all yours"I pulled off my footwear and my t-shirt and lay back on the blanket. He began to touch me all over. My bare chest and shoulders and up and down my legs. Sometimes slipping his fingers up the insides of my thighs and under the hem of my shorts and sometimes down my flat smooth stomach and down behind the waistband. I enjoyed every moment. Eventually Mick. ?Okay girl we are going to put you down now.? She slipped her hands under the girl’s lower stomach and chest. Picking her up off the table just as you would a real dog, she placed her onto the ground. The girl’s new freedom immediately sent her trying to move on her new legs. ?Hold on girl give me a second, don’t want you strangling yourself.? Trish said as she unwrapped the girls leash from the hook. Trish gave a tentative tug on the leash, and was pleased to see her pup move with her. Dixie. It is simple politeness to ensure this does not happen.Now the loudest sound is the click of the door as it shut automatically. Her breathing deepens. Unable to see or hear, she is intensely aware of her nakedness under her clothes: her skin chafed by the satin blouse; breasts inhibited by the bra; the dampness of her panties. She shivered with pleasure. Involuntarily she pushed her breasts forward, stifling the urge to moan.There was no other sound. Even he was holding his breath. A muffled.