The first thing I noticed was my hairbrush, its handle was smooth and cylindrical and measured a good eight inches but it was relatively thin. That is... when I had an idea, earlier in the evening I noticed a pop machine that gave out the 500ml bottles of pop as opposed to the regular machines that gave out cans. Grabbing some change I headed down and grabbed myself a pop.So now I had my hair brush and a bottle of pop, they would have to do. I got on my bed and undressed, my nipples already hard. “Right,” she said. She eyeballed the room. “Nice job.” “What brings you here?” I asked. “Picking up my son,” she said. She motioned her head to the group of Youth Gymnasts in a closed off room with a large glass ceiling. “How old is he?” I asked. “Caleb is nine,” she said. “What a stupendous age,” I answered. I stretched. I suddenly realized I had to. I had been doing push ups for the last hour and hadn’t stretched at all. “Are you done working out or…” “Yeah,” I said. “I’m done.” “You think. As she pulled down her knickers he could see her cunt clearly, it unlike Mabel’s was smooth and hairless. By this time his cock was so big and throbbing, that he had to get it out of his trousers into the fresh air to cool down. He was so close to the window, that he could hear what they were saying. Miss Simpson suggested to Mabel that they started off slowly with a bit of 69’ing. She knelt over Mabel with her shaven cunt above her face, the young girl opened her legs so the woman could have. Plus I had had a crush on Meg for as long as I could remember so I lasted maybe a minute before my cock started to shoot rope after rope down her throat. I did not even warn her but Meg took it all and swallowed every drop. "My goodness, how long have you been letting that build up? Look, your pecker is still hard." Meg said playing with my cock some more. I had never seen Meg act like this before. I mean she had always been flirty but i never thought she would suck my cock and swallow my.