No, the powerful men of the famous 300, were into boys asses, and the girls were left to finger themselves.Which brings me to my experiences and the p...in inflicted on the new generation from the previous one, like my own mother's perversions, a realization her daughter is attracting more attention, and she is a fading beauty, racked with jealousy.I had been involved in drinking alcohol at school, I was thirteen and at that awkward age, a girl without a father figure, wild and undisciplined, to. "Oh dear me, no ma'am. Just the one boy dressed like the clown. The rest are his friends but I told their mothers that since they I had to watch Tommy, I would watch them as well if they wanted me too. They were grateful for the break," I said, ending with a smile. I was enjoying this deception more than the collecting of free candy."That's nice. Mother's can use all the help they can get, especially today what with all the trouble youngsters seem to be getting into. God knows what it will be. His hand was so warm, and his fingers pinched one nipple, and then the next, and then squeezed each of my breasts before playing with my nipples again. My pussy had never been so wet!Involuntarily, I moaned again. He took his hand out from under my shirt, and I opened my eyes to see why...I was really loving him playing with me, so much that I felt like I could cum just from that! I opened my eyes just enough to see why he stopped, and I saw him undoing the button on his jeans and his zipper.. This man was strong, and he was using me to fuck himself. I do not know if I was doing any of the work. I was thrusting my hips forward, but he was strong enough that I didn’t need too, and it would not have slowed him down at all. I let my grip on his neck go and I did not fall in the least. His arms around my back were supporting me completely. I placed my hands behind me on a rack of some kind and used it as leverage to push into him harder. This did the trick for me because I was able to.