He was about to put it in his pants, and Helen told him to wait.Helen couldn't resist putting Ricky's cock in her mouth before they left.The drive hom...e was different. Ricky spoke to his mother differently. He had never talked about sex with Helen before, but now he had the confidence.The first question he asked was if she felt uncomfortable not wearing any underwear. Helen had left her bra and panties in the parking lot."Ricky, Ricky. Your mother might not be as innocent as you think. I often. Jenny came walking in, actually she came bouncing in and stopped at the doorway. She smiled and asked me if I couldn’t wait for her. Her eyes were fixed on my hard-on and my hand moving up and down the shaft. I didn’t stop, I smiled and kept on stroking it as I looked her p and down.Today, Jenny had on a man’s dress shirt most likely her dad’s shirt. It hung down over her mid-thighs. I smiled as she told me: “Guess what I have on under this shirt Bob”?I smiled and told her: “I hope the same. Me utne laga to ma ne muje 4cely bithaya aur aunty ko ishara kiya. Phir aunty ne b ma k sath milke muje bed pe lita diya. Aunty ne let te hi mere dono tango k upar apni mulayam bayi tang rakh di aur ragadne lagi. Mene aunty ko hatane k try kiya to wo aur chipak gayi . Mene aunty ko pucha ye sab kya ho raha hai. Unhone bas meri ma k aur isara kiya aur mujhe jor se kiss karne lagi. Mene ma ko dekha to wo boli kuch mat bolo, aj ke bad tumhe kabì b roshni yad naì ayegi. Mera dimag roshni ka nam. Kinda dark, and behind another building. It had a back alley entrance door. You pretty much had to know it was there. No advertising, no sign. It was word of mouth and reference. You literally had to meet a current 'member', and then he put ur name on the 'list' to get in the door. They called it simply—the leather bar.Yup lots of dudes dressed up in motorcycle jackets, chaps, chest harness, cock rings—you get the pic. To me that was just a bunch of drag—not really 'into it' I would show up in.