Then she began to play with my cock, stroking it. I moaned and she fondled my balls. Then the bloody front door bell went. I heard chatter and then sh... walked back into the room and resumed stroking my cock. “Who was that?” I asked “Nobody” she said “wrong house”. Then I felt my cock being sucked. It felt so good. Normally she just sucked the first couple of inches but this time my cock went balls deep. I moaned and kept squealing “yes babe, oh yes”.I was getting close to cumming and said so as. .. Just kidding, again, Sa-matty!” Mrs. Thulin chortled.“Oh, the spoiled rich brat definitely reared her ugly head on the day Paul told me that he and Cathy were moving up north. It wasn’t my proudest moment, that’s for sure!” Sammy said as she leaned her head on Paul’s shoulder.“Everybody’s got a little brat in them, Samantha ... even your dad and granddad had some brattiness in them,” Mr. Thulin said as he reached over and patted Sammy’s shoulder.“As much as we like chatting with you and your. My husband Ron and I took them to the country club to golf. It was the middle of the week and we thought the course would be deserted. We started drinking heavy and we were really getting a good buzz on. Jack and Ron talked into taking our shorts off, we had golf skirts on and were flashing beaver shots to everyone. Four old men caught up with us and were making small talk as Jane and I putting. I was lining up my shot and showing my snatch to everyone when Ron said out loud that I would suck. Ipicked a random office building and we parked in the back lot and went intothe thick woods where we found an enormous boulder to shield us fromview. He was in his mid 30s I would say, no more than half my age.He quickly got to his knees, extricated my cock and began to suck. Istroked his neck and murmured encouragement, good boy, that's it, take it,etc. He undid my belt and dropped my shorts and boxers so he could presshis face against my crotch while he tongued my glans and licked my Huge.