She would then open the lid and step far enough away to grant him privacy. Mr. Williamson, the skin of his aged hands translucent like parchment, woul... pull a photograph from the box and hold it unsteadily before him. His fingers would trace across the surface. Helen would watch Mr. Williamson's face gradually lighten, his eyes shine brightly, and his bent frame slowly straighten. The slightest of smiles would play across his lips, then purse into a kiss. He would slowly return the photograph. You promise to let me go right?" I asked."We promise. Get on your knees," Mike said, watching me listen to him. He unzipped his jeans and without another word, I felt his flaccid black cock head rested against my lips. Reluctantly, my mouth opened and I took him in- fighting the urge not to retch as I tasted him. Actually, it wasn't that bad. And as I bobbed my head, he began to grow and fill my mouth up. I was only 21 and had no experience with other men- though have had my dick suck by women. .lol...he continue to suck my swollen clit until I start to shake out of control and I yell oh baby I'm cumming, oh yea that's it, that's it, oh fuck I'm cummingggggggggggggg (WHEW), I regain my composure and tell him to lay down on the table so that mommy can repay the favor.I pull his pants down just in time to see a massive amount of precum coming out of the head, I waste no time licking it up (waste not want not I always say) lol, I take the head him my mouth and suck the tip for a while. He gave me a thumbs up. ‘Yes, I did. I had the Dutch fry cook me a pastrami on rye with green peppers and provolone. I think I will enjoy the dish. Said it was his first time making it. Looked really wonderful when I picked it up.’ ‘That’s great, Peter! We don’t want you to wait for that great sandwich! Best you go on back to your cabin and chow down!’ The man waved and started to run east to the scattered trees where the two friends stood. They waved to Peter with smug on their beaming.