I wasn’t quite sure how to approach them for sex, but at least they were at and beyond the ages where many men needed some relief, when they weren�...�t getting any pussy or blowjobs at home. One tactic I thought of was to pay attention and listen for any comments or hints they might make about their sex lives, and then carefully enter the conversation. I didn’t want to expose myself as a cock sucker, at least until I knew that they would be receptive.It was obvious that those men had been friends. She said that one had offered her a lot of money to lick her pussy for his dissert, I asked if she let him? As I filled her with my load. She said she let him taste through her panties and he shot off a big load all the way across the booth. I asked if he was hung, and she said like a horse. I moved down to taste her sweet pussy again and we dozed off. She seemed very happy the next night when she came in from work, I asked what was into her, she just smiled and said tomorrow. I was getting to. She had apparently changed into something more comfortable, and was wearing a thin gray tank top, and ditched her bra. Her nipples were proudly protruding from underneath it, and my cock began to swell. They were big for her size, maybe a C cup, and round, perky, beautiful. She had changed out of her sloppy jeans, and was now wearing cotton track shorts, so short that they barely covered her gorgeous teenage ass. This was the first time I noticed it, and it was perfect. I had to fight off. Chapter 6- My Dream GirlIt was about 4:30 when Sara walked up to the door. I saw her through the front window. She was wearing a 3 sizes too small pink tank top that showed both the outline of her bra and her amazing abs. Her jean skirt barely came down over her ass and looked to be uncomfortably tight, but I certainly appreciated the look. I let her in with a hug and kiss and we sat down on the couch.My mom walked out with a form fitting little black dress on that rivaled Sara outfit in.