I, understanding that I could not refuse set some rules. The bois doing the work of “fuckers” had to be the ones we already know and that have bee...n here with us since day one. I really did not want any abusive male coming in and spoiling our fun. No offense to our gay friends here in Lush Stories but I really never had any interest in having sex with another man. It just did not attract me. I have been used and abused for several years by my ladies. And I am OK with that. I get all the sex I. "Oh yes he is quite a big boy if you know what I mean!" mom replied. "Hi, I'm Linda and this is my son Franklin! Hey Charlie, I bet you'd be up for a little bit of fun wouldn't ya?" she asked. "Sure sugar mama what do you have in mind?" Charlie asked. "How about you stand there and stroke your big fat cock while I put my trunks on my son?" Charlie nodded his head yes, then pulled his trousers down and started stroking his big fat old cock! My mother squated in front of my and took my trunks in. Dirty fingerprints were all over them but that was the price to pay. I even dirtied many of my prints while going over details.We discussed work schedules and it was easy to see that the men did not complain about an afternoon shift. Apparently, having a job working afternoons was much better than having no job at all.I went over the bus frame and found that it was not damaged in the fire, not even the floor. We talked about possible ways of completing the job but I stuck with some nicely. Jack began moving his cock in and out of my mouth, sometimes teasing me by taking it away so I would grab it and again put it into my mouth. I started softy biting his cock from the base of the shaft to the glans and tip. Then again I sucked at it as if sucking a popsicle. I began to get a weird musky taste in my mouth and realised that it must be the taste of semen. Jack was soon approaching orgasm and I could feel his excitement build as he vigorously fucked my mouth thrusting his cock in and.