By this time, the young man at the urinal had come to watch, still stroking his six-inch pink pole. The golden stream seamed endless as he swallowed e...very drop, and I could see him stroking his very hard cock with a dark red mushroom head. He let loose of my ever-growing cock, and motioned for the young man to come towards him. He parted his lips and took all of the six-inches of cock flesh into his mouth and throat. He sucked a short time and the young man began breathing heavier. He withdrew. When she returns she's holding a camera taking pics of her bitch in his cage... She's laughing louder with every flash. He does nothing but stare, she doesn't Mind this means his face will be included in pictures. She tells him his cock is inadequate and how incapable of following directions he is. He hangs his head saying he's sorry. She laughs. Not enough she replies. She puts camera on table and walks to his cage. Opening it she says come on boy... Pulling his leash leading him to the bed.. I came out and Brook shook her head.“Take your t-shirt off so I can see.”I took it off, tossed it to her and did some of my model poses.“Mom, get out here,” the girl called.“What’s so important that you have to yell?” she said, and then saw me. “Oh!”I glanced over at a mirror and did a double take. I knew these pants were tight, but they looked like a second skin.“We’ll take them,” Brook announced.“He needs a leather jacket to go with it,” the girl’s mom said.The girls grabbed one off the rack. She had been eager to go camping, fantasizing about wild sex in the great outdoors. The meadow where they had stopped to pitch their tent was secluded with only a narrow dirt road connecting it to the outside world. The scene was ripe for something thrilling to happen. But another couple had arrived that afternoon. They were camped a good ways off, but it dashed Kayla's hopes of sex on the grass. She at least expected to fuck in the tent, but her husband said he was too tired. Now she lay in.