So we had a fair bit of time to waste on porn mags. By this time Jean was very excited and her hand was on my cock. I almost exploded there and then! There was a sharp taste of urine to begin with, but it soon changed to the salty taste of cum. I was getting used to this. John was in his sixties. Chapter Four. My story
Our life had changed. He leaned forward and kissed me. You said John had been.” (John was my brother’s father in law). I lay there just licking his balls. When are you on late shift again?”
“Next week. I had no idea. “No, he wasn’t into that. A few of us used to share whatever girlie mags we found or were handed to us. Really? I had noticed that some of the pictures in the magazine’s were of guy’s doing this. Really? John was in his sixties. I was getting harder. A group of us were passing through the local cemetery on the way home from school. The council workers who looked after the place, had little huts scattered around where they took their breaks and stored their tools.
