He was the dream boy of the school and his dad was the richest man in town. He was perfect dream. Except he was a virgin and wanted to wait till he g...t married to lose his cherry to his bride.I was willing to try this out and see how far I could get on teen love and masturbation alone, but within a few weeks it started getting rough already.Every weekend I would be up all night as I heard Momma noisily fucking Marcus or Denny or Bill, or all 3 after the club let out. I didn’t go over to. As she rocked, her breasts wiggled like firm Jell-o and then with a wet plop, Cindy moved up and away from his cock and rested her pussy on his face and then pushed down onto his chin. He saw that she had shaved, something she must have done before they returned from San Francisco. Eventually, she knelt up and he moved behind her, his kisses moving across the back of her neck and below her jaw line while his cock pressed tightly against the crack of her ass. She moved up onto her feet and. We each cracked open a can of lager, and chatted about yesterdays party, the neighbourhood, the football season. But it felt slightly awkward, there was something he wanted to say but wasn't sure how to bring it up, I thought. Did he know about Leanne and me?It was only once he'd got half way through his second beer that the conversation turned from just general chit chat. "Now Matt," he said, "I really don't want to offend you, but I wanted to ask you something. Carol and I were talking, and. I feel embarrassed by walking in, so I order a coffee. There are 2 guys on one table, they are a bit loud and leery, although I wouldn’t mind them fucking me, I worry that they might make a scene. I go and sit by 2 guys who are a little more mature, I say hello to them as I sit down. I get my book out, but notice one of the older guys is looking at my breasts. I pull my top down slightly so the guy can see a bit of my cleavage. I reckon one was early 60’s and the other maybe late 60’s or early.