Obviously, I knew in advance that he had tickets for the season’s opener and that allowed me time to prepare myself for it. Put it another way: I ha... time to plan the fun I’d have while he was at the game.I had so many online options. First question, though, what kind of night did I want? And then who should I pick to supply my fun? I weeded out the guys I didn't want and that left a few repeat ‘offenders’ — or someone fresh. I decided on someone who had a better approach than most of the guys. “Shit. It might be Pizza guy.” Just as she had expected it was the Pizza guy. He wore a red shirt. He looked young and had spectacles.“I’m so sorry Ma’am.” He said eyeing her voluptuous boobs ready to be spilled out of a short robe. “The traffic was heavy. Anyhow, its free since I got late.” He held the package to her adjusting his cap with his another hand and managed to get a glimpse of her hard nipples poking out of the blue fabric. It sent a jolt of electricity to his body and his cock. White thick ropes of cum jettisoned into the air and landed on his thighs, hand, and cock.Julieta licked her lips and imagined such a big load being deposited into her pussy, she would definitely get pregnant! She heard him sigh and ducked down from the window to find Mercy on the ground still a fazed by what she had seen. Julieta cocked her head, “What are you doing Mercy?! Do you want to get caught masturbating here?!”“I-I wasn’t masturbating” Mercy whispered, her cheeks were hot red. “I. It remained only in my mind that my cock and the girl's hole were to piddle out of, and nothing more I cannot be certain about my age at this time.Afterward, I went to that uncle’s house often, my cousin Fred was to be put to school, and we talked a great deal more about girls’ cocks, which began to interest me much. He had never seen one, he said, but he knew that they had two holes, one four bogging and the other to piddle from. They sit down to piddle said he, they don’t piddle against a.