"We should all get some, wecan wear them tonight." I can't walk in something like that," I said."Well, I'm definitely buying a pair," Cindy replied."Y...u know, if the three of us wear these and she doesn't she'll looklike she's twelve." Brenda said. "We could play that up. It'd looktrippy to have a middle-schooler tearing up the guitar solos." I'm okay with that," I said."Why don't you look for a cute, innocent looking outfit while we try theboots on?" Jill suggested.I wandered over to the. She was wearing a wraparound red dress that passed her knees. I was pleased with this choice as she didn't seem to be playing the 'great legs' card. She was wearing black stockings, which are a particular weakness of mine. Did I ever tell her that? Did I mention that I saw her once leaving the gym in her spandex? That vision had appeared repeatedly in my brain since lunch. Needless to say, she has great legs. Not only for someone of her age but also for someone half her age. And it was. Dylan stood up, putting his crotch at eye level with me. It was probably my imagination, but it looked bigger than normal, and I had looked at his bulge plenty of times before, so I had an idea.He walked over to the beach chair and immediately stripped off his shirt, and started working with his belt. This was impossible, and as I stood up, my body was not in my own control, as I followed his lead over to the beach chairs, taking my shirt off on the way. I’m a pretty slender guy, about 6’ tall,. " I got up and walked over to him."Why the fuck you still standing, bitch? On them fucking knees," he nearly yelled. Like a good slut I just got on my knees and waited. He pulled his cock out of his sagging jeans and just stuck it in my face. "Get to work, slut."I wrapped my left hand around it and took the head into my mouth. I began to bob up and down on his still soft cock. Eventually after a few minutes of sucking his thick cock, he was finally fully hard. I heard him moan as I came up for.