She will kill her if I don't do it, I told myself. I have to take my dick out or she will kill this girl. Why was I having these thoughts? I'm fuckin... disgusting. A girl is about to die in front of me and all I can think about is showing her my cock? It was mental warfare. There was no way I could do it, but at the same time, I wanted this woman to see my dick more than anything. I was a sick perverted fuck. Before I had another moment to analyze the situation, the teen girl let loose a. I'm 55 yrs old and a none drinker. My friends all gave me a bunch of crap but I went back to the room and crashed. I awoke at about one to pee and realized my friends never came back so I though I'm awake now and went looking for them in the bar I left them in. Sure enough they were there acting really stupid and drunk as hell. I sat at the other end of the bar to just watch as it was funny . The funny part changed when they started getting mean to this gay couple just minding their own. Her sexy pink lips that were just the right size to pout. Her swaying wide hips and those beautiful buttocks of hers. Oh, how I loved those."Chad!" She yelled out."Ashley, what's up, girl?" I said, hugging her.In that sweet embrace, I smelled her hair which was exactly what I remembered."Nothing much." You go here now? Cool. Welcome to Cougarland," I said, showing off my pet nickname for my alma mater."Yep. For pre-law," She said. All that was in my mind was:"Damn, she would make a hot lawyer.". "Just tonight? Does that mean Cindy wouldn't mind if I hit it off with her mom? My drink fuddled brain wasn't up to working out the consequences right then, but my balls were clear about their immediate intent.Cindy grabbed my hand and led me along the soft carpeted floor and into her room. A quick glance showed it was the room of a girl going through the transition to womanhood. There was an overwhelming pink theme and a mixture of decorations from her younger years and recent young male pop.