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And it wasn't long until he pulled my head down on that warm cock and I started sucking him greedily. Now every time I stopped for a minute to look at the movie, I could see the guys all around me had their cocks out too, stroking them in pleasure. Some of them looked delicious! It would have been to easy to just take them into my mouth one by MILF one and give out that total pleasure of getting sucked off by a girl. I wanted to but didn't. Gerry blew his load into my throat and I came up licking my lips. And grinning at how lusty the men around us looked with stiff cocks and big smiles. Well Gerry had teased me with the possibilities about porn theaters. I wanted to go back but Gerry had other desires. Not good enough for me now because I am a fully trained cocksucker at seventeen, I want to do nothing else. I dwell on cocks, I stare at bulges on the bus, even being obvious enough that I can induce a guy to get hard because I watch his cock bulge. It worked on several teachers too and I could look at their bulges discreetly while they might be writing a point on the chalkboard as I stared and knew when they sensed it. I became a sensual cock-watcher. In stores too, if you follow a guy around and just pretend you are sneaking a look at his bulge it will grow, guys have no control over it. But it is wonderful to mature be having that influence over a man! To actually be in control of his body like that! One day I was downtown in a large department store. And noticed a guy just browsing leather wallets. I couldn't help but notice how his pants swelled where his cock was. I circled around the display tables and kept trying to figure out if he had a big one in there. I was too obvious and suddenly noticed that he was watching me too. Our eyes met and my gaze returned to his bulge. My pussy was wet with the thrill. He seemed perplexed at mom first but then realised what I was looking at. Then it was as if his cock got the same message and responded with a Hardcore pulse. My heart jumped because I knew I was having an effect on this man who fucked hard was at least in his forties. Well dressed and probably from a downtown office on his lunch time. I would glanced down at his bulge and leave my eyes there if he looked at me. Sometimes running my tongue over my lips as if I had no control over what I wanted. "Fuck, I'm Hardcore coming, Jordan!" But no matter! She had just opened her eyes to look at me when I knelt down. “You're not jealous. I tried to follow her but looking MILF at me, she told me she wanted to take one by herself. But you don’t need this stuff, it’s garbage. She suffered with the pending orgasm for about twenty minutes as I finished breakfast. “I know. "That's me." I couldn't help but notice how many mom eyes were on my Mom, who was in a much skimpier bikini than she was yesterday, and a far skimpier bikini than your typical 56 year old would be wearing while out fucked hard with her son. On my asshole!” Which gave me more pleasure, which flowed mature back into him.