I could not get enough of his lips though and soon our tongues were entwined in an embrace that felt so right and so good and down below decks things ...ere certainly stirring.After a quick look outside to make sure we really were alone up there he lowered my shorts and briefs to my ankles and took my pulsating cock into his mouth, and though he was about a year younger than I he certainly knew how to find his way around a cock and make it harder than I had ever had it. It was not long before my. She just closed her eyes and enjoyed it. I was playing with my mom’s boobs. I was squeezing her boobs and sucking her nipples. Then she asked me to stop as my dad might come anytime.It was the next day. My heartbeat was so high I didn’t know if she would ask me for a neck massage or rub my legs. I was waiting for the afternoon. My mom even had a smile, yet we were both acting normally.I did some studying in the morning. I couldn’t focus. Later, I had my lunch and went to bed. I was expecting. I started getting sucked just as much as I was sucking guys. I sucked a lot of older guys, married guys with family waiting for them, and guys my age. I sucked one guy while his younger kids waited outside the stall. His was talking to his children while I sucked him to a climax. I met a guy who rode his bike to the park (he only lived a couples of miles away), and we had sex 30 or 35 times. He had a nice, large cock for his age. He liked getting sucked while being watched. Sometimes we. Deep, wet, hot kisses. Hungry kisses. Tearing at each other like starved animals. You pick me up in your arms and carry me to the staircase. Kneeling between my legs, you spread them apart revealing my naked pussy. Throbbing. Glistening with cum. You smile and lick your lips. Without hesitation, you devour my wet pussy. Licking. Sucking. Darting your tongue in and out. Driving me fucking wild. You look up at me with that mischievous grin and bite my clit. Gently. I scream out with pleasure. I.