Heather wanted me to buy her a new toy to use on herself for when I was away for work. We made the quick trip and looked around when she had finally s...aw what she wanted. It was nothing special just one of those realistic looking and feeling toys. On our drive home I could tell how horny she was, and she started rubbing my cock trying to get me hard. We finally got home, walked in the door and she sat me down and said she wanted to talk. She admitted that she watched a porn movie the other night. ”“Oooh, she’s a member of the Bar and now she feels comfortable swearing in front of the boss!”“I’m just following directions.”“Does that work for EVERYTHING?”“You’re incorrigible!”“I’ve been told that many times. And you know I enjoy teasing you because you’re a good sport.”“And the day I actually take you up on it, you’ll have a heart attack and die.”I chuckled, “I’ll take the risk.”“You think you know me that well, do you?”“Reasonably, anyway.”“Business first,” she said.I nodded, “Of course.. It was dark brown and when I ran my finger through it is was rougher that his head hair. It was more fun to touch his penis hairs than his head hairs. They were more jumbled or curly than his straight head hair. All this was so new and so exciting. I dont know how long I stayed there and played with his penis and balls and hair, but it was a long time. From then on, every visit to grandpas, I would find a way to see or touch his penis. Sometimes, as we played, I would get in his lap and. It feels almost soothing. Ross’ head is spinning, “Oh fuck!” Karl starts gathering speed and is getting deeper inside with each thrust, “That feel good, you hungry slut, you fucking hole!” Ross still sucking, licking and bobbing his head up and down over Paul’s cock starts moaning from arousal. The sounds turn Paul on even more and he starts fucking Ross’ face for everything it is worth. “Fuck! Fuck! I’m going to cum. NO. Fuck!” Paul can’t hold his balls any longer and cum’s down Ross’ throat..