His doorbell rang just as his cock swelled full and proud.“Come on in, Bryan!” Fred yelled.He smiled as the door opened and Bryan stepped in. He w...s gorgeous! 12 years old, a natural blonde, blue eyes. Maybe 5’ 1”, maybe 90 pounds if that much. Fred licked his lips. “Hi, Grandpa Fred!” Bryan said. Like all the boys and girls who worked at The Lumberjack, Bryan knew the rules. He closed the door and locked it, dropped the towels on the floor, and, grinning wickedly at Fred, kicked his sandals. ‘Precisely!’ All three had burst into laughter. – – – – – – – – – – While working together the next day, talk had come around to going out that evening. ‘Anne and I are going to Tennants tonight. We felt like eating out.’ ‘You mean, she didn’t feel like cooking all the time, because you’re too lazy to cook, don’t you!?’ replied Denise. ‘Believe me, Denise, you don’t want to eat my cooking unless you’re really hungry!’ he’d told her. ‘Oh, you poor, helpless man, you!’ she’d said. Then she patted. Was her pussy tight ? Was her pussy dripping? Was my cock deep inside her? She used to get extra wet and excited if she actually knew the woman I had fucked in the past. Jen would have her first orgasm while rubbing her now protruding, wet, clitoris, right at the point of the story when my full testicles would be exploding deep inside. I would then fuck my wife's soaking wet pussy and have my cock either fill her pussy, mouth or her tight pert, arshole with my cum. I used to love her sitting on. He lifted his hips and, as I pulled his panties down, his cock sprang free. It wasn't too large, maybe a little over six inches and not too thick, but his hairless balls and rock hard meat looked absolutely delicious to me! As I stroked it with my rubber gloved hand, a clear drop of pre-cum formed at the slit. I touched it to to the tip of my tongue and savored the slightly salty taste and then took the whole thing into my mouth and started sucking. He held my head amd moand as he started.