I looked at him and said “nothing, what do you mean”. “well it looks to me like he keeps coming to our table and smiling at my handsome son”.... I was a little surprised as I had thought my little fantasy had been just mine, but maybe the reality was actually happening. The meal and chatter progressed and every time I glanced over at the waiter, I often caught him staring back at me and he smiled a recognition every time.The waiter came again to pour some more wine and asked if there was. While I took another long drag from my cigarette, he squirted some of the lube into his hand and worked it over his throbbing cock."Are you sure?" He asked me."Oh, Bruce..." I literally moaned like a sex-starved cock queen. "Give it to me, baby."He reached out with the lube and squeezed, and a deliciously slick blob of it landed square between my ass cheeks, sliding between them as the greasy head of his cock pressed against me while I stood prone and spread-legged before him over the couch. I. I guess you better put up or shut up.’ Without another word, I dropped to my knees. We were lucky, his parents weren’t there for the weekend. They had March Madness tickets, so he invited me over for a couple days to watch the games. ‘Just don’t tell anyone. It’s not gay, but we don’t want anyone getting any ideas.’ It’s not gay, who is he kidding? I lost a bet and now I had to suck his cock, what else could it be? ‘Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.’ He took off his shirt and I saw his. I slowly began to tease her as I licked at her labia instead of her swollen clit. I licked at it over and over again until she was near her climax, and then accidentally licked her lips instead. She grew tired of my game quick as she urged me into her body.“Make me cum you sick fuck! Why does it feel this good? Why are you so much better at it Fuck! It feels like I’m gonna explode!” She was nearing her climax and could feel it. Her motions nearly stopped, her heavy breathing ceased and her.