I stood there shivering in the chilly air as John played with himself. He reached into his pants and groaned. "Not yet," He whispered obviously to him...self."Isn't she hot, Dustin?" Dustin still hadn't looked at me. "Look at the naked girl in front of you, queer. She's fine, ain't she?" Dustin starred at me and only nodded. "I can't hear you." Yes." She's so hot. You want to fuck her, huh?" Yes." Go over there and suck on her nipples. Look how hard they already are. They are just begging for you. Ceras was a 36 yo married woman who stood 5'7 and had beautiful brown hair. She turned the corner in her car and saw the building of her lover. "I will be waiting downstairs to meet you." He had texted her earlier. Ceras could see the front door to the building, she looked close and there he was standing there watching for her. Her heart raced and she was very aware of the wetness that was in her panties from the anticipation of what the next hour would hold. Ceras and her husband had been. Especially since I knew there was a man looking for her. She obviously was ducking him, which I thought showed her good taste.“Are you trying to become a hermit like Uncle Keith,” Gabby asked.“Maybe, but what makes you ask?” I asked.“Mom tells me to ask you for your number. She won’t give it to me,” Gabby said.“Well she is trying to make sure none of my prison buddies contact me. Temptation, bubba is thy name,” I said with a smile.Within five minutes Fred Boyd, aka dad, rang the door bell. Mom. Up and down my head went on Simon's lovely cock. I was enjoying it so much I didn't want it to finish.All to soon I felt him start to tense and push up, so I kept his cock as deep in my mouth as I could. He gripped my head and held himself deep in my mouth and then I felt his cum fill the back of my throat. One, two, three big spurts and he grunted each time. It took me several swallows to gulp it down. I kept his cock in my mouth for a little while after and slowly stroked the flanks of his.