"Guys will want to touch you here," I said."Should I let them?" she asked, breathing into my mouth."Do you like it?" I asked, cupping and squeezing he... ass cheeks."I don't know. It's okay, I guess," she said."When I do it, does it make you want to kiss me more?" I asked."Not really. It just makes me think about how I sit on that, so what makes it sexy." In that case, it's probably all right for you to let the boys touch you there," I said.She liked to lie on top of me, with her shirt and mine. He was wearing nothing but a pair of butt baring jeans cutoffs, no shirt, a slave bandana tied Tupac style on his shaved head, and red lipstick. Every time I’ve seen him outside of the booths, he’s wearing the bandana, the cutoffs and barefoot . He nodded to me and I nodded back. He came up to me and asked - maybe a little TOO eagerly, “You want a hot blow job, sweetie? I’ll make it real good, mister,” he said. “Take care of you straight up, sweet man.” He was damn near begging. I told him. Mala watched in amazement. When he set the bottle down, then rubbed the two hands together, she had to say, “Appa, what are you planning to do?””Rub this lotion on you.””On me where?””Wherever it looks like you need it. Come on, Mala, I’m not going to rape you. Would it hurt to give your old man a cheap thrill? How often do you think I get a chance to rub lotion on a naked college coed with a shaved pundai and dynamite tits, humm?””Amma wouldn’t like this.””Amma isn’t here.””You weren’t here. I can’t wait for this any longer,” and positioned my dick outside of her ass. I applied lube to my raging cock and positioned the head at her opening and gently pushed until it slide into her ass.“Fuck your cock is a lot bigger than that dildo. Please be careful,” she said. I pulled back then slid back in and her ass took a few more inches of my cock. “Fuck that hurts,” she said so I pulled back and slowly slipped more of my cock into her ass. “It’s too big Tony, I don’t think I can do.