Sometimes, I’ll see guys, (and gals) walking past me with their eyes glued to my crotch as I run by, and I enjoy seeing them “getting a ri...se” over it. I was wearing just such an outfit last summer when I went grocery shopping at my usual store. I like shop- ping there, and had become familiar with one of the bag-boys. He was 17, tall, a red head and lanky. I noticed he always made an effort to be the one to bag my groceries and take them out to my car. He told me about his new. I have a commanding voice, caring nature and simple but educated mindset. This often helped me with the ladies.The other character is the single mother. Her name was, Anjali. Dusky brown, beautiful eyes and thick woman. But she had kept herself in shape, by exercising daily. She had huge mature bouncy boobs, all natural, sexy waist and thick thighs and shorter than me. She was beautiful and had a 5-year-old son.At first I was very shy of her, we used to often see each other in the building’s. But Duke was obviously less patient than me.He grabbed me roughly by the neck and forced my head down on his dick, letting every inch of that pipe slid deep into my throat. I had only sucked this dick once before so I was no expert but somehow it worked it's way into my throat, not all the way though. What ever couldn't fit choked my mouth and throat and had me gagging like I was trying to swallow a large piece of steak. The sound of me not being able to cope and the spit running out of my. Too much," he gasped.I stopped tormenting him. "How was it?? I asked. His juices were spread all over my face and I loved it."Come here," he begged. I slid up to him and he leaned over and kissed me fiercely. Suddenly he was lapping the juices off of my face. "I don't think I could take another one of those again," he said. "But I think turn about is fair play."Larry slipped down and sucked on my breasts. In an instant they were so hard it was almost painful. Then as he played with them he.