Like I said: thank god for unwilling women.Afterward, we chatted a while. I told him when I was usually there and that I'd take care of him anytime. H... lit a cigarette, said "thanks, man . . . you're real good at that" and walked off, out of the park to his car.I hung out, tasting his come in my mouth, smelling my hands for the smell of his cock, enjoying the cold night and being alone out there in the wind. About ten minutes later, another guy walked in, obviously nervous. Wearing an expensive. Those two hours were necessary for me to check into my room and get prepared before the girls arrived. I wanted time to get out of these clothes and get everything hidden before any of the others showed up. We were each renting our own rooms since part of this girl’s week would hopefully involve boys. While I knew the others would be packing extra condoms and lingerie for their hopeful rendezvous I packed a few vibrators and handcuffs to entertain myself with for the nights I didn’t bring. My MIL put one of her hands on my thigh. I could smell the pleasant smell of intimate scent, which aroused me.She moved her right hand towards my pant zip and pressed there. I was simply sitting waiting for her next move. She immediately said, ‘ Your are very handsome. My daughter and we all likes you very much. Telling this, she removed my zip and pulled out my cock from my brief. By that time, because of her activities and her scent smell, my cock was already in full size. She started. I knew about sizing and in my teen years I generally wore whatever I could get my hands on, now here was a bra purchased for me with what I knew had a specific purpose. I had a small pair of man boobs, but nothing that would be a C cup, yet as I inspected the garment I saw the heavy padding and knew that most certainly it would push my boobs up and make it look like I had a bustline.“I hope you are getting dressed in there Sweetie,” Beth called out from the kitchen. Her voice carried no sense.