Suddenly, Michael realized what she was doing. “Body shots?” She giggled, “The great outdoors version!” Michael laughed, “I'll hand it to yo..., it puts a new spin on how you make smores!” “Put the marshmallow here,” she told him, pointing to her chest as she gripped the graham cracker with her teeth. Michael did as he was told and put one of the roasted marshmallows between her breasts. She jumped slightly and giggled. “Hot,” she said through her teeth. Michael lowered his face to her belly and. Youre on the verge of hypothermia. What? Just get up there. Alicia followed her naked son down the plushly carpeted hall way and up the carpeted stairs. Her eyes never left his flexing little asscheeks. She hadnt seen any of her sons naked in a long time. Ricky was still a boy, still completely hairless, but there was something about the shape of his body that hinted of manhood. Maybe it was a hint of muscles about to sprout, or a slight wideness of his shoulders and upper back in contrast to. I swooned at the intimate view and had to steady myself from what I was witnessing. I eased closer, holding my breath. There was no window on this side of the shed, just wood, which meant that I was nicely concealed from my cousin and the house. My George's erect uncut penis was sliding fairly tightly in and out of a smooth, rounded hole and it looked so amazing, and dare I admit it, sexy as hell! As I ogled my cousin's thrusting cock, I also noticed some dried cum stains down the wall of the. Carol and Mr. Robert were their names. Every now and then Mr. Robert would drink a little to much, but other than that they were perfect. Well then hit my birthday. Carol and Mr. Robert wanted to have a little party for me. So I went there on the Saturday after my birthday. They had got me some presents and a cake. They even had beer. I guess for them it was a big deal that I was old enough to drive and that must have meant I was old enough to drink. Both Carol and Mr. Robert were putting.