5 inches hanging down between his beautiful, hairy thighs. I think we should start by getting you in as many clothes as we are! What, said Neil? You h...ard him, said Zayn, he asked you to strip off. Nervously Neil began to remove his clothes. He pulled his checked shirt out from his chinos. As he was unbuttoning his shirt, Zayn noticed almost for the first time that Neil was a good looking guy. He was a sort of geeky, but cute and he had a good body shape. As he unbuttoned he revealed a. "Get mad, why would I get mad?" Scott said confused."I don't know" Cassy said innocently "but do you promise?" Yes, I promise" he said."And do you promise you won't tell mom I asked you?" Cassy asked blushing."Why would you not want me to tell your mom. Did you do something bad?" he asked, knowing it was not like her."No" Cassy said quietly."Then why wouldn't you want your mother to know?" Scott asked."I just don't. So, do you promise?" she asked once again."Yes, I promise" Scott said exhausted. I took his hand and lead him into the house and into his bedroom. Without saying anything I knelt down on the floor and leaned forward to pull the head of his dick into my mouth, moving my tongue around the head of it.It tasted a little like chlorine and salt, and there was some sticky fluid right on the tip of it. I knew what that was, and that I had caused it. It was tangy and salty at the same time, and I licked it off. I could feel the smooth head of my grandfather's in my mouth, my tongue. He had treated her with respect, mostly. It would have helped if he’d have leered at her, or been coarse. But he wasn’t. And he was sitting there, costing them money, while she ran around like a chicken with its head cut off.Squaring her shoulders, she took the first tentative steps toward the parlor.She sat down and looked at his shoulder, instead of his eyes. That helped a little bit.“Look,” he said, before she could speak. She didn’t know what to say anyway, so she just listened. “It’s.