With his big balls hanging nicely beneath. I hate old man saggy balls drooping low…. However the best bit was the tasty looking bead of pre-cum oozi...ng from him. I lifted my head and let my tongue reach out. As my tongue touched him for the first time his cock twitched. The bead of pre-cum lengthened as more was forced out. As I licked my was up his shaft and was close to the head I felt the dripping cum land on my cheek. I twisted my head a little more and moved my tongue to the opening at the. She had her long hair pulled back into a workout ponytail, exposing her elegant neck and shoulders. She had a good glow of sweat going, proof that her run had been strenuous, and the sun warm. She was wearing a neon pink bra top, which harnessed her girls effectively, but still left a little cleavage on display.Especially from directly above.Wow, those are nice tits, I thought, continuing to watch in silence. She was drinking from her bottle, and stretching her legs. She bent over, and put her. She looked at the boy and his sweet erection. “Fuck me from behind,” she commanded him. She ran her wet tongue along the underside of the mature man’s half hard shaft as it lay on his belly. At the same time she waggled her beautiful arse in the air at the boy. Gobs of mucus ran down her thighs. She could feel the saturated sloppiness of her snatch. Never mind, she thought to herself, it will make the ride that much wetter and easier for the boy. She felt him fumble his prick against her pussy.. What could it hurt? The girls loved going to the Westerly, a mall / entertainment area on the west end of town. "Okay," I said, after a pause.She smiled. "She's your height, a tad plump but nothing awful, and she'll be wearing a purple scarf." You DO have it arranged," I fumed, without heat.Tammie walked away, smiling.Saturday afternoon, I took my girls to the Westerly, accompanied by my cousin Betty. Three-fifty came and went; I was walking around with the girls, who seemed a tad bewildered,.