I kind of just tolerate him though. He’s more of a tease than anything. The last time I was there he drove me to the point of going mad, I mean abs...lutely fucking postal. He invited me over and told me he’d behave, I foolishly trusted him. After he had gotten me undressed, he began to spank my arse. Once his hand got sore, he resorted to using a slipper. What a fucking weirdo! Then he began stroking my cock. “Finally,” I thought, “I’m going to come; maybe I can get something useful from this. She hugged me andshouted, "Goodie! A playmate!"I said, "Sounds like fun!" As we walked off, I realized a decision hadbeen made for me. I felt very protected and loved.I arrived the next morning with a bag in my hand. Marge greeted me at thedoor. She had cooked a huge breakfast, which we ate. We went up stairs toa big bedroom, where Marge offered me a thin, silk, pink nightie withmatching bikini."I always nap now. You can nap too," she cooed. We changed, and lieddown. I snuggled up with her. We. "C'mmon boy, your turn!"After saying this he laid down with his ass in the direction of my hard cock and his face and front facing the bed.I was surprised now,that he said that,I started licking his man hole,making it all wet.He started moaning... I pushed my tongue inside him started tongue fucking his are,I couldn't reach as far he did,because I don't have that big mouth,like him but...it was enough to make him moan louder.I stopped licking his ass and grabbed the lotion bottle,I put some. I slid in closer, as I said, “If I was ten years older would you want to kiss me?” “Lauren,” she said, “you’re confused right now. You’re vulnerable and scared, and you’re looking for some validation.” “So what if I am?” I asked. By now, I had leaned in so far that I was almost laying on top of her. There on the ratty couch in the girls’ dressing room under the stage. “It’s not right,” she said. “It’s incredibly inappropriate! Plus, I could get in a lot of trouble. A LOT.” “I won’t tell if you.