I shook the teen's hand."He's visiting his uncle for a few weeks is new in town and has no friends. I told him he could hang around with us old folks ...or awhile." You're not old," Tommy protested, "Neither one of you."Carla hugged him quickly and then released him. "Why, thank you, sir. Flattery may just get you places, you know."Tommy blushed. It was a color I'd see often on his cheeks. In the weeks to come, Tommy took to hanging out at our place from time to time. Carla encouraged him to keep. Instantly I was hit with replies. So many, I didn’t know what to do. I started to filter the ones that had pictures and in my area. I finally found one short guy that was 55, white, balding and a little over weight. In his message, he seemed timid and I could tell he didn’t think I would respond. He just seemed like he had low self-esteem. I felt a little sorry for him and the thought of me giving sympathy sex turned me on. I replied to him and we emailed each other back and forth. Somehow we. He grunts like a pig as he expels himself again and again inside you, and leaves a dripping hot semen trail across your belly when he withdraws for the next fucker.The third guy is nicknamed “beercan”, and you feel exactly why when he pushes his cock inside your wet and open hole. His dick is not long, but it’s as big around as a can, and if it weren’t for the fact that you had already been lubed inside and out with slippery cum, you doubt you could accommodate such a thick penis. Beercan. Pulling it gently into your mouth. Licking and sucking on my tight balls and my now rock hard cock. Taking me with hunger. I pull you up so I can continue to remove your clothes.Kissing and licking as I do Kneeling, I expose your wet pussy. Spreading the lips with my tongue. Licking and sucking as your legs get weak.You pressing against the window to keep your balance as I suck and glide myFingers deep into you. Cumming so hard. You pull me up and start rubbing the head of my cock up & down on.