It was winter and Aaron looked just as cute all bundled up with tints of red on his cheeks as he did in the summer. Football also started up again and...I watched all his games. Not really for the sport but because his ass looked so tasty in those tight football pants and when I'd see him after the game, he would look extremely hot with the hint of sweat on his forehead and the messed up hair and the smell of musk on him. One night after a football game, something changed. I was waiting for him. The man then began unzipping his jeans. He had a grin from ear to ear.“Nice!..She’s fuckin’ nice!” I heard him say as he checked out Julie’s nakedness.Vanessa looked at Julie and said. "I’m sure you know how to give head.”Julie nodded.“Well this here is my brother, Billy. You give him a good blow job. You understand?”Julie quietly said “Yes, Ma’am”.“Good, Now suck his cock.” she ordered as Billy pulled out his long uncircumcised penis. Julie opened her mouth to await her fate.With the grin of a. Old man Patrick was indeed a crabby old git, probably since his balls hung halfway down to his knees, and his family had owned this land since just after the Civil War. Some of the equipment dated from this early era and very little else had been purchased since the great Depression and nothing since World War Two. Pat was at least seventy but still spry and full of vim, piss and vinegar ... and currently poorer than a church mouse ... and much too stubborn to do much of anything 'new' to. "This will get your throat desensitized for the real thing" Shesaid grinning evilly inserting it into me. My eyes, I am sure, are widewith terror - She NEVER took me outside in any of our previous games,and now you were walking me to the car, obviously intending driving mesomewhere, dressed like THAT!Luckily, the street was empty, but the hundred feet we had to walk tothe car seemed the longest distance ever. The sound of our heels seemedto echo from houses, trumped only by the sound of my.