“Pony, if that is alright, Ma’am?” Crystal asked my mother’s permission to go play with Jenny, Buddy, and Lewis.“It is quite alright, Crysta...! You’ve never had to ask my permission to play with them before,” my mom told her.“I know,” Crystal shrugged and looked at me standing behind my mother before adding “It was just with all the trouble going on over here we didn’t want to be a bother,” she said innocently.It seemed George and Lori felt the same way. They said Manny and his brother knew. I can feel every vein and ridge. I love the way you feel in my hand. My tongue starts licking along the underside of your cock. I open my hand so that my tongue can go down to your balls. I lick along them and then gently suck them into my mouth. All the time I am watching you and I can see the way you are clawing into the arms of the chair. I release your balls and make my way back up to the tip of your cock. My hand closes around it again and I move my other hand up to it too. I open my mouth. We started laughing saying frigid bitches. Giving them a bit of stick. Then Davy suddenly said I am wearing panties and tights. I spurted out my beer and said man you gotta give me warning before announcing something like that. Then said well let's have a look. You sure said Davy. Fuck yeah I am sure. I don't get to see my Mrs like that anymore. So Davy dropped his trousers and he was wearing black tights and panties and under them a rock hard cock. I don't what it was but I could feel my cock. Jason was a city boy, in his thirties, made great money, drove a sports car, owned a nice home, had a daughter - sadly without a mother around - and was settled in a great career. Kinda thinking about it, the only real similarities they had were poker, football, and their love for traveling.Jason put his two-year-old down, and she instantly ran to Gracie. When Jason's fiancee was killed in an accident, Gracie helped Jason by becoming a babysitter when he worked late and had out of town.