“Just ignore an old lady’s attempt at humor son, what kind of costume are you looking for?” She asks and you scratch the back of your head and s...rug.“I really don’t know.” You reply. The little old lady eyes you up and down for a moment and then a smile brightens her face.“I’ve got it! Bo Peep!” She says and you blink. “Excuse me?” You ask and she claps her hands together and heads around you and a pile of costumes to a rack situated near the front door.“You can be Bo Peep, you know, Little Bo. It is still wet from his licking and sucking just moments before, but he pulls one of his hands up to his mouth and plants a long, wet lick on his palm. He then rubs his spit along Sammi's hard cock, and scoots back along Sammi's body until his ass rests just above her cock. Brad is insanely wild with sexual desires right now. "Are you sure? I've never done anything - I don't know what I should do!! BRAD!! Do you really want to, are you ready to do this???" Sammi pleads - because she's actually. "Oh, he's just getting started", Suzan said with pride in her voice. She proceeded to play with the precum on my tip and then gave me a good firm stroke all the way to my pelvis. Her touch sent pulses throughout my body. Suzan then leaned in, wrapping her lips around my tip and sucking lightly. She gave me another good stroke as Megan spun around to the other side of us, giving her the clearest view of my cock. On the next stroke Suzan held my skin tight and removed her mouth holding me. “Remember when we used to come round your house, she used to be wearing that bikini top and those tiny, tight shorts that didn’t cover the cheeks of her arse, the number of wet dreams l had thinking of her mate.”“Yeah, l used to see you staring at her,” Chris chuckled.“She used to stretch out on that lounger, when she lay on her front and undid the bra strap, oh man, l can still see her now. I remember once she got up in a hurry and l got a flash of her tit, that rosy pink nipple, oh man, l get.