He whispers that i should suck his cock and then sits back so that his cock is far forward enough so that if i get on my knees in the seat i can lean ...ver the back and suck him. So of course i do and i’m sucking his fat pretty cock and squeezing his balls so that he moans and whimpers and there’s all this precum leaking into my mouth. I feel some hands on my ass pushing up my dress and massaging my cheeks. Whoever’s behind me pulls down my tap pants to my knees and starts kissing my cheeks and. It was at one of those parties that David’s desires finally turned Jessica down a path she never saw herself on. They were all playing truth or dare after a night of hard drinking, the three close couples. The ladies had decided to make the old standby of random liquor and gatorade, forgetting how easily it goes down. Being more drunk than usual they were alittle casual with their displays of affection to their husbands, and possibly to those men they nursed a secret would-be innocent crush. Neither of them spoke for several moments, Kathy at first just stared as if transfixed by the sight in front of her. Ben, hands on hips, looked down at my wife as she knelt before him, a smile on his face. He then reached down and stroked his huge bulge and actually pulled the material of his trunks down slightly so that we all had a view of his swelling cock. This broke the ice; Kathy looked up at Ben and said, simply, that looks good Ben. We all laughed at this but there was a different. He relished the familiarity of this place, these people who had lost hair, gained a paunch, bore scars and marks during the intervening years. These were his kin, his blood. He was among them and while they looked quite different from his memories, they also seemed unchanged. He was still welcome here. Even when he had left hurriedly without looking back.Mabel was decrepit, sitting on a dilapidated wheelchair, shining with dust and white hairs like the ancient crone she was. Uncle Boy had.