Chris quickly pulled down his jeans along with his boxers. He then started to pull his shirt over his head. While he did that my hand found his semi-b...ner and I ran my finger nails gently over the head of his huge cock. This guy didn't even flinch. He pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and sat back on the couch. I slipped my hand under his balls and stroked his nut sack."Why don't you suck my cock with that hot mouth of yours, Susan?" He asked.I smiled and lowered my head on his thick. “Fucking pervert,” Dick uttered. “The guy is addicted to his cock, Harry,” Dick’s eyes were red from the beer we stole from my parents and drank last night as he looked at me and winked. I turned even redder, if that was possible.The year was 1969, I was 13 and lived on an island in the middle of the Indian ocean 3 degrees below the equator. Mahe was the main island of a group of more than 100 peaks of a granite mountain chain sticking up out of the expansive ocean.“Damn Ralph, let’s go,” I. I need to feel my length buried down your sweet throat. Then you raise up a little higher, pushing your face in between my legs swallowing my whole dick. The feeling is incredible. You back off, then do it again just gobbling my dick down your throat. This blonde cocksucker is enjoying this too. I thought I was in heaven, but this is just the beginning.The next thing I realize is my shaft pops out of your mouth. You're moving down to my balls. Licking them over and over, eventually you gently. I so much wished that it was being done to me.I had opened up my window blinds so that anyone walking by could see me with my legs spread and my hand rubbing and my fingers dipping inside myself. I had the crotch of my short shorts pushed aside, so there was no denying what I was doing, and it all added to the excitement of being caught! My tiny crop top was pushed up over my breasts, and my nipples were begging to be tweaked and pulled. My excitement was through the roof. Adding to the.