I placed my palm against his flat tummy, then snaked it underneath the waistband of his boxers and down to where I knew his eager boyhood awaited my t...uch. I couldn’t feel a hair anywhere as my fingers slipped underneath his straining erection, then split around it to feel his tight, spherical ball sack. I was surprised by how cool it felt, skin to skin. His scrotum was very soft and perfectly smooth as I gently wiggled the cute little eggs inside.Awkwardly, he reached underneath the hem of my. I opened my eyes and saw her fingers grab onto the left strap of her dress, pulling it over her smooth shoulder, down her arm, unveiling the top half of her left breast... "Mom?!" I said, grabbing her hand to stop her from going farther. Instinct had taken over, and even though I wanted her more than anything, she was still my mother. Our eyes locked, mine with surprise and hers with the glow of motherly love. "What are you doing?" She took my hand and put it back by my side, then placed a. He ran his hand across the rising welts, satisfied with his work. He started to rub her hot red checks in circles, making her moan and push her ass higher in the air for him. He slipped his hand between her legs and easily found her swollen clit. He rubbed her sensitive bit with his rough palm and she moaned in pleasure. Her ass was on fire but he felt so good. “Mm so wet your naughty pussy is, so ready for me,” he told her as he slipped two fingers into her warm slit, but he knew she wanted. Then I would bend over and suck him.If the main door opened - someone was entering the men's room - it was amazing how fast we could move in order not to be seen. This might go on for a while - a little play, then stopping, then play, etc - until eventually I would be able to suck him to completion or jack him off. I stood at the urinals sometimes. I remember this one older guy who worked in the mall. He was 6'4 or so, with a gray beard and hair, average build with a really long cock. It.