Take him out for a walk. The Boston Commons is all decorated for Christmas. Afterwards, go to that grill where they let you cook your own steak. It’... a good way to warm up after a walk in the cold. Talk, get to know each other, cook together, eat and have a romantic stroll through a scene from a Norman Rockwell painting.”She looked at me in disgust. “My fourteen year old son has more ideas on how to date than I do.”“I need them. Do you SEE how badly out-numbered I am now?” I pointed out. “The. She was now jamming my hard cock in and out of her throat and I knew I was not going to last much longer.When I told Beth I was about to cum she let out a loud moan, pushed my cock as deep as it would go in her throat and started shacking her head from side to side. She reached her arms around my waist and pulled me to her. That done the trick, I started shooting line after line of cum down her throat into her stomach. I felt like I had cum a gallon before it finally started slowing to a. ” “Me too,” he replied. Bobby placed his hands on my boobs and rubbed them. My nipples became firm and erect as his fingers twisted and prodded them. He leaned down and licked my nipples. I moaned as his tongue stroked them. “Oh, my God,” I cried. “You make me feel so good.” “And I can't wait to get inside you,” he declared. I gasped as he said those words. This was too good to be true! Suddenly, Bobby's eyes lit up as he got an idea. “You want to do a cheer for me?” he asked. “Something to get. My tongue darts out to lick my bottom lip and I bite it softly. You feel the change in me, you know I have become powerless to you so you grab me and pick me up so my legs go round you're back and you step towards the door to the bedroom. You throw me down on the bed and climb over me, you start to touch my stomach and then you kiss and lick every inch of my exposed flesh, I am now a quivering wreck beneath you, silently begging you to remove my jeans and touch me. You must know me so well to.