"When it happens, it'll definately be the most increadible feeling you'll ever experience. "Does dad ever--" Hold on, Tiger, my turn remember?" She st...ted."Sorry." I said."I want to know how many times a day you masturbate?" She asked."A few." I answered."How many?" She demanded."Usually three of four." I said.Mom smiled in surprise."Jesus, three or four times a day?" She asked."Yeah, usually... Can I ask you a really personal question?" I said."Fire away." She answered."Do you ever put dad's. ‘Fuck…’ Allison panted, ‘That felt fucking amazing.’ ‘That Looked fucking amazing,’ said a voice from the doorway, and the two girls turned, surprised to see Chad standing there wanking his dick, ‘I don’t suppose a guy can get some relief around here as well?’ Diana stared at him hungrily, wetting her lips… rubber cocks were well and all but nothing beat a real man… and she had had the smaller of the two dildos in her. She could definitely do with a ride. ‘Give us a moment baby,’ she said,. Licking soon turned into sucking and before long I had the rubber in and out of my mouth as I lapped up the remains of wetness from her cunt. I couldn’t control myself any longer and I wanked as fast as I could. Then I suddenly shot my load inside the tights, cumming more than I had ever done as I watched it seep through the material and drip down onto the toilet floor. There was sperm all over the carpet on the floor as well as the back of my hand. As I came down from my high, the reality of. The driver, clad only in cowboy hat, red bandana neck scarf, tooled-leather boots, and a broad grin, was crouched over the bunk between the fourteen-year-old hitchhiking boy’s legs, giving him what the boy had been begging for all the way from Rapid City, where the South Dakota landscape had gotten so monotonous that the boy, running away from home to seek adventure and to be free to be what he wanted, could only think about why he’d bummed this ride and had started moaning for them to stop and.