. OH man, there would probably have been the biggest riot in the history of Wiesbaden! I probably wouldn't have gotten out of the stockade until I was... 90! That's all assuming that all those women didn't just kill me on the spot!So, I waited my turn at the mirrors, fixed my makeup as best I could, and got myself out of there with a whole skin, thank goodness! When I got out of there, Al was still waiting for me and we went ahead and watched the costume contest. I was well on my way to being. He shudders and leans back against the tree, breathing deeply and surrendering to me for now. I work lower, mouth on his belly and hands on his sides and circling to his buttocks, stroking and kneading. I kneel at his feet and look up at him as I start to unbuckle his belt and slowly unzip his trousers; his head is back, his eyes closed and his breath is a little harsher now. I admire his restraint and praise him for it, but he still groans as I start to pull his trousers down to his ankles,. I moved one hand to her breasts and started to feel them and kiss her neck. She moved her hand around to my front and started feeling my cock. I brought my hand around and started to feel underneath her dress and feel her cotton panties. I could feel a bit of moist spot and I rubbed it.She caught my hand and led me in to the bedroom where she just dropped her dress and there she was in her underwear.I took off my clothes and she said leave your boxers on . We started kissing again and I was now. I compared it to myself and realized I was just about the same size when I was fully erect . After I had found it I did hear her use it a few times the quite hum of it and the sound of it sliding into her well lub hole . The walls in the house were paper thin and you could hear everything . I had even heard my parenst fucking on a few times . It was a quick and almost instance sound of my dad cumming inside my mom . There was now foreplay of action just wham and it was over . As I laid in bed.