So he took my boobs and started sucking it then his mouth was playing wit my boobs and his hands moved down to my pussy he put his hand inside my pant...kept his hand on my panty and rubbed it.I shouted aaah… and got up from his lap he again begged me. I said it was 3.15 and if people wake up we r caught he said no1 wil wake now just 45 mins more. I agreed for that also but I told him that we can go somewhere else then he took me to the watchman’s changing it was a very small room only 2 stools. His boxer shorts were straining with the hardness of his cock and as I reached out to stroke it I felt it pulse under my fingers. I yanked at his waistband, and as he helped me to pull down his shorts his fat prick jumped free. Michael looked up from between my legs and as he stood to remove his trousers, I sat up for a better look. Standing in front of me were two older men, both naked with enormous erections. Both looking at me as they stroked their throbbing cocks. Looking at them both I. My friends and classmates, as well as my cousins simply called me ‘Kal.’ Only one friend, who I will mention later on, called me ‘Mr. California.’ Talk about embarrassing. I arrived in California with my dad at the age of 17. Two to four weeks after our arrival, my dad gets a steady job at a surf shop (after two months he would receive a manager’s position) and enough money to rent out a nice condo near a beach. I would finish the last days of grade school at the local high school there, and. Drat her cute hide.“McDonald’s please.”“We’re supposed to go to the basin,” said our driver.“We have to fetch the boat.”“You parked at McDonald’s?”“There were boats at the dock. We didn’t think they’d notice one more.”That got a look.McDonald’s is on the South side. We were in the middle. The Small Boat Basin is on the North West. We weren’t going to be at the Basin at 0800. Nope.And since we were going to be late anyway ... we had breakfast. It’s what McDonald’s does in the morning. It’s a.