"Yeah,mate,fuck his dirty queer mouth" and "Oh,that dirty fuckin' perv',he loving ya big cock,make 'im gag on it"Shit,what kinda dirty perv' was I?I w...s noshin' down on this slimy smelly teen-cock like a baby on a tit,and loving it!"Nasty fucking queer,had this big knob up me lass's twat tonight,lick her fuckin' cunt-juices off me knob" Hmmm,so THAT was that weird taste! I could hear a bit of fumbling and I realised the other lads had got their rock-hard cocks outa their trackies and they were. Her chest heaved. All this talk is getting me all confused. Oh, dammit! Why can’t I just get the words out? 'Please, stop...oh...stop looking at my...um, tits.' Tits? She was shocked at her own vocabulary; Never once have I called my wonderful boobs...no, breasts, tits. Oh God, it’s so warm in here... His eyes seemed to be burning holes in the fabric of her clothes, and she felt her nipples strain against her blouse. ‘...Darius...stop. This isn’t right…’ But she couldn’t help it. Wherever. You don't know me, but I think I've picked up your suitcase by mistake at the baggage claim and I am really hoping that you’ve picked up mine too.” Kate’s voice betrayed that I wasn’t the only relieved person.“Oh my god, thank you for ringing. I’ve only just realised I have the wrong case. Where are you? I’ll bring it over now and we can swap. I need my clothes!”Kate’s voice was warm and friendly and I began to relax a little.“I’m at the Sheraton in the city centre, room 325. Are you sure it’s. I don't think we'll be sleeping much when we get home." Glancing round to make sure no-one was watching, Danielle leaned over and kissed her son. "Love you, son. Now get some sleep." I can't, mom." Jack said with a grin."Why not?" I need you to take care of this first." He undid his jeans and pulled out his thick, half hard cock, stroking it in front of her."Jack, we can't." Danielle said, staring at his big dick."Everyone else is asleep. Come on, mom, blow me. You know you want to."Danielle.