.dear...sweet...mother!" he kissed her, and his hands were all over her ass, caressing and squeezing it through her skin-tight jeans. Then suddenly, h...e had an idea. "Mom, I want to give you an um...orgasm, please!" he begged, but saw her frown. "Not here, this could very well be a smoking area or something. You can see from the trash and cigarette butts on the ground. Come on, let's go look around and see if they have any other dark rides!" she smiled, and off they went. Alex loved being near. That was all good news.What wasn't good news is that they attached an artist's sketch of the hero. It wasn't a good resemblance of me (don't they say the camera adds 10 pounds? - I guess the damn artist added another 10 for good measure) but someone might be able to make a guess using it and the description that the girls gave in the article. The picture did not show my glasses and showed a beard. I wasn't wearing glasses that night because I wear contacts when playing hockey, and I just had. Every day there would be new touches. The day the cylinder was delivered, I asked her to help her carry it up to my room. The way up had the speed breakers of me touching her hands, holding her from behind tight, pretending to help her. A new version of the old rhyme came to me: Jack and Jill went up the stairs carrying a cylinder; Jill was smart and Jack got hard and then they had a good time. When we had to push the cylinder into its place it was so cramped that I literally hugged her from. Gaand uski ek dum mast dhik thi t. Sunny Leone jasi gol gand thi uski. Tits us k perfect tha is umar me. Chara us k ek dum beautiful tha aur us k badan ek dum sexy tha. Rose school ke baad me uski photo k samane muth marta tha aur pani nikal tha ho.Mera himat h nahi ho rahi thi us s baat kar n ki. Phir ek baar dosto ne kaha ki ek baar baat to kar who hamar hi class me hai. Par ma na kha kuck dino ke bad baat karonga. Ek din ma chal raha tha aur mera haat galti se Mary ki gand p lag gaya school.