She pulled out the glasses she had been wearing the other night, unfolded them with sharp, jerky movements as if she were mad at them as well, stuck t...em on her face and looked up at me, still glaring, as if to say, 'There, are you satisfied?'I leaned forward slightly to look more closely at her. Sure enough, there was the tiny dribble of semen on the inside of her glasses, though it was hardly visible now that it had dried to near-transparency. She saw me looking at it, and I saw her eyes. Once he was nice and hard he had me stroke him with one hand while I used my other hand to play with his balls." Was his cock thick, or thin?" her friend asked Suzee."Oh, it was thick. Not as thick as my wrist, but thick enough to choke on when I took it in my mouth." So then what did he have you do for him?" He stood there, acting like it was the most natural thing in the world to have a woman giving you a handjob on a (semi) public beach. After a few minutes of my hands on his cock, he told. I jerked my morning wood until I shot a satisfying load of semen over my chest before I went to the bathroom for a shower. When I got back, I glanced over the list of chores. Mom had enough stuff on the list to keep me busy most of the day. I guess that was her way to keep me out of trouble.I had just finished my work when Ed arrived at 3 pm to lift weights and run with Andy and me. The front door was barely shut when Ed burst out with, "You're in more trouble than you know Kyle. I talked to. Which as far as Remy was concerned was the case. Karen pushed the one foot against Remy’s face. Caressing her chin and cheeks, even rubbing into her neck and jaw. The other foot reached under Remy’s skirt. Remy could feel Karen’s toes and the ball of her foot playing with her testicles. “Oh God, Karen…” She whimpered and stroked even faster.“That’s right. Cum for me you kinky little trap. Cum because even my feet are enough to drive you crazy.” Karen laughed haughtily.“Oh Karen, I’m gonna cum!”.