I worked them until they were nice and hard.Right then I knew skinny Fletch was ready for some deep loving. My manhood plowed through her big beaver ...and entered her tunnel of love. The trouble was she was really going overboard with the movie noises though."Fletch!" I scolded. "That's not necessary!" Thowey about dat. I gweth I got cawried away."*******************************************************************************************************************************************8"But. Then he stoped and ran hes finger from her butthole to her botten (now i no what its called) and she moaned. he then said "this is for letting jasime go out side" he lick hes finger and shoved it really hard in to my mom ass hole she tried to cover up her scream but it was still loud. he started taking out hes finger and putting it back in in out in out and me mom was staring to moan. then her flip her over so that she was on all fours and her pulled hes pants down and hes crock anout 3" hard. Allison hung a couple of items over my arm as if they were waiting to be put on me.The third time was a bit better; Allison put an old wooden box upside down on the floor and told me to put one foot up on it. That opened my pussy and I could feel a slight, nice draught each time the door was opened.Each time that I was a mannequin I really did try not to move, except for my eyes. They were following everyone who passed by to see if the saw me and wondered what was different about this. This time I listen. You tell me to slowly unbutton my shirt.I take your hint and slowly take off my belt and keep it in my left hand. You look down at my pants and can see the bulge in my pants. You approve and smile. With my right hand I slowly pull down my zipper and my pants fall to the ground. My boxers are now pressed hard against my cock. Your foot leaves my chest and starts to rub my cock. It feels so good. My head falls back and I enjoy the stroking. You curl your toes over my boxes.