Clearly he used to have more hair when he was younger, but Kevin wasn't the only one whose body betrayed signs of the passing years. Karen's hair was ...dyed a reddish orange, but was grey at the roots and her pubes sprouted a coarse mix of brown and white hairs."I've seen you so often in the staff room," Kevin said. "I'd always fancied you, but I never thought you'd be so good." Are you up for more?" asked Karen as she affectionately squeezed his testicles. His penis stirred in response."I. “Roger.” the voice on the radio said.Their car turned another corner just in time to see the light bar on the top of a patrol car kick on, as the patrol car pulled behind the suspect. For a second, it looked like the suspect car was going to take off, and probably would have if another patrol car hadn’t blocked off the intersection ahead at that moment. The black SUV that pulled up nearly parallel with the blocking patrol car made any ideas of smashing through go out the window.The local cops. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV."Where are you going to put the TV?" I heard his father ask."I don't know, but I don't want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat."I looked in the back seat. "I don't think so, son." Mike looked in the car. "We can put it in the middle of the front seat." Ok, college man," I said. "Then where is your mom going to sit?"I could see on his face he was trying to come up with a solution. "I got an idea," he. I latch onto his cock and start to slowly jerk him with my right hand. “I got your signal” I say and he chuckles. This is too open so I ask him “do you want to go to the washroom by the barber shop?”“Sure, I’ll follow you” he says.Upon entering the washroom, I see that one stall has the door closed but I don’t see any feet. We stand in front of the urinals (hip hip hooray, no dividers) and we unzip. He strokes my cock and I stroke his. His cock is nice and fat, average length and he has a thick.