“You are such a pig. Anyway when they ever bathe? You can smell them from miles”, I shot back.“So you gonna do the voyeur as usual?”“Pretty ...uch. I don't know how can you have sex with those two filthy scrawny teenagers, when you could have any guy, or girl you want.”, I commented. It was true, Marco was a real stud. For a long time I didn't understand his weird fetish, but I was starting to get what the fuss was all about, though I was not going to admit it to him, or myself for that. Oh! What a fantastic feeling.Slowly, mom started taking my cock inside her mouth. Once inside, she started moving her head back and forth, fucking me with her mouth. I asked her, “Mom, I know this is your first time. Are you liking this?”Without leaving my cock, she nodded. She was definitely loving eating me. My cock was now getting hard and gaining full length. After some time, aunt said, “Neetu darling, now can I have this pleasure?”Mom sat aside and aunt took charge of my cock. Without. It included, quite literally, everything she would need to live for at least a month and possibly longer. Bob helped, but only by pushing the cart she filled up with toiletries, a new hair dryer, a jar of Noxzema, and so on. When she stopped at the toothpaste display Bob said, “I have toothpaste, Mandy.”“I know, but I’m not going to leech off of you. Do I need to get more towels?”“I think I’m okay on towels,” he said, laughing.She got five pair of jeans of a different style than she would have. Mrs O looked up and gave him a little wave as we went by and he responded with a thumbs up. This led to little game of cat and mouse where we we would pass him and then let him pass us so we could pass again, all the time making Mrs O up the performance a touch.Eventually we ran into some roadworks and the traffic slowed to walking pace and went down to two lanes and we worked our way through the traffic until we were next to our new trucker friend. The traffic had now stopped altogether and we.