Me ek khet ke kinare par panhucha to dekha ki mummy ne saadi utar kar rakh di hai aur vo petticoat aur blouse me ghutno ke bal bath kar kaam kar rahi ...aur unke thik peeche chacha khade haiaur phir unhone chupke se apni lungi utar di aurab unka 6 inch ka lund tan kar khada tha jise vo haath se hila rahe the, mummy kokoi khabar nahi thi phir chacha ne mummy ke shoulder par haath rakha to mummy ne sir piche kiya to mummy ke lips aur gaal chacha ke lund par ragad gaye aur mummy jhatke se khadi ho. I hand it to Jamie, who hesitates. “Hit it dawg—it wont kill ya” He complies, and I could tell he prolly never smoked any dope. Not a pusher mind you, but like I said, one hit wont kill ya. What it will do, often, is make your dick and balls start tingling, and hanging down a bit low :)We get into the bath house. Jamie walks up to “urinal # 2” prolly thinking I would go to the forth one in the row. Dudes usually do that—leave space between where possible. But, not this time :) I figure by now. I breathed in antisapation.First, she just kissed the head of my cock. My penis jumped up and down, bouncing like an excited kid. Then she slowly, so slowly, entered my dick into her mouth. It was so warm, so wet, so moist and so tight. I slid into her lips, pushing my cock down her throat. She could take it all. She pressed her lips tightly against my member, her tongue licking my shaft like a lollipop. My balls tighened up against me.She moved her head back and forth, at times slowly, at. I run my hands over my body, tempting me further. I decide it’s time to get rid of my soaking shorts. So I move my hands down my body to pull the shorts down my legs. Once they are at my ankles, I kick them aside, leaving me in my silk bra. One of my hands slips under my bra, while the other goes in between my legs where I open my legs wide to let the fresh air hit my pussy. I start to slowly rub my clit, letting out sighs and whimpers. My middle finger moves down to my hole, slowly moving.