He slipped his hand betweenher legs and despite everything she widened them in response so as toallow him to stroke her thrusting erection through the... silky material.She heard him unzip his trousers before listening to them fall on thefloor. "Suck me off you little sissy-whore!" Leslie wanted to reject hisrequest, but felt her head being forced towards his boxer shorts and theerection that strained at the material. She nervously reached out totwitch them aside, but he was having none of her. "Those girls are going to have wet dreams tonight," she whispered. She started unzipping me right there in the car. It was dusk and she'd pulled around to the loading dock door. "And I'm all wet, too. I've never made love in the truck, Brian. Make love to me." Right now?" Right now and right here," she said. Wow! I'd never seen Rhonda take this kind of initiative. She had my cock out and hard in her mouth. She'd worn a nice business suit with a skirt today and when she straddled me, I found out. Each step causing her boobs to tremble. Standing before Nola, she moved her right hand to the right bowtie and started pulling it free. Then, letting her breasts fall back into place, she placed her left hand to the other side and pulled the strings free, allowing the white cloth to hit the floor.Nola noticed Araby’s tiny hairless pussy, then something obscured it from her lustful view. A pair of big balls and a flaccid cock dripping profuse amounts of precum! Nola’s jaw dropped.“I overdid it,. I think he almost swallowed his tongue. He gaped at me up and down as the son kept pushing me toward the sink. The son took a look at the old guy and immediately barked, “Okay, the shows over!” The old gentleman didn’t move as he seemed to be trying to get words formed and the son glowered. “Show’s O-V-E-R pops. Here you go,” and he made way for the man to leave as he shoved me into the sink with his back side.The old guy shuffled out muttering something and I couldn’t imagine what his thoughts.