I was a mess. Every time Ihad the house to myself, I'd put on my mother's clothes and smoke hercigarettes and pretend I was her. I felt so grown up,...smoking like awoman. I'm sure I must have looked like a stupid child but in my mind, Iwas a grown woman just like my mom." And did she ever find out?" he asked.I bit my lip and nodded. "Oh yes. She found out. She caught me when Iwas 10, and by that time I was too hooked to quit." Are you saying your mother gave you permission to smoke when. Six...seven....eight......nine......ten. He shoots huge loads of cum, white and thick and the aroma drives me nuts. I continue to pump his cock until it slowly diminishes. During this wonderful dream, I have grown a nice boner. So I undo my belt, unzip and pull my cock out of my fly. I rub the knob in a circular motion and then stroke my shaft up & down, damm it feels good. I take brief glances down at my swollen cock and give it an extra hard squeeze. Up ahead I see a hitchhiker on the. I didn't care if they were clothed in their swimwear or topless or completely naked, I just couldn't stop staring at them.Seeing their wrinkly skin and sagging breasts, no matter if huge and hanging heavy or small and almost empty, got me so horny that I had a raging hard on in my trousers, impossible to miss by anyone passing by.So, like I've done so many times those past days, I went into the dunes to find a quiet place to jerk off and relieve my pressure, if only for a short while.I was sure. I could feel her piercing and felt like the naughty princess from the fucking pea story. How could such a little thing make such a difference? It was exquisite, her soft tongue and the hard piercing lapping at my neglected pussy. When she trailed her tongue up and licked around my clit, I lost all coherent thought. I was about to cum big time. She was playing with my piercing, flicking it with her tongue and I could feel the orgasm building. I started moaning aloud and was just at the edge of.