There was Kevin who my dad trusted really well they kinda grew up togeather so they were pretty close friends. My dads work took him all over the coun...try so alot of long journys and nights in hotels etc.Dad had a job to do in london and one in wales id never been to wales before so i asked dad if he minded me going for a ride with kevin to wales he didnt mind so i packed an over night bag and off we set.The jounrny was long and boring me and kevin spent the time talking about life and his wife. ...he had tight boxer briefs on and his cock was hanging very low down his leg....he slowly pulled down the boxers and out popped his huge 11.5 inch thick cock.....i thought she was going to faint....he asked her if she wanted to touch it....she did of course and reached out and took it in her little hand.....she stroked it up and down twice and it was rock hard....meanwhile i had cum twice in the closet and had a sock stuffed in my mouth trying to keep quiet.....for the next 10mins i watched. I opened my eyes. Hazel lay on her side and looked at me expectantly, she waited for me to make my move. With only ambient illumination from the clock radio, the years had melted away and she could easily pass for my age, the backside of thirty. ‘You want this. You know you do,’ she said. ‘You think about it often. And so do I.’ My hands kneaded her soft, firm breasts as I kissed her lips. Soon, I pumped it in very deep. The alarm went off at the normal time. I awoke and reached under the. I had come a little prepared, with a white embroidered night shirt, but these little touches didnt really make Jaime smile- the morning saw him focused on other things and I left a bit disappointed. The abusive Mexican saw me at breakfast, and came over and asked for my number. OK, OK, I gave it to him, hes hardly Adonis, and not really full of charm, but in my day-job I need to network! Anyway, why my first diary entry at all. Because I received a bunch of flowers- Its valentines day, from a.