Pensioner & 18 Year Old Boy Get Horny On A Bus - Robbie Webb - ebook
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The windows of the number 87 bus get steamed up thanks to a 79-year-old man and an 18-year-old boy in this hot tale for lovers of older and younger. All characters and terms including 'boy' 'lad' and 'girl' refer to people age 18 and over. This book contains explicit sexual material and is for adults only.

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PENSIONER & 18-YEAR-OLD BOY GET HORNY ON A BUS

Robbie Webb

adapted from a story from the book WOT WE DID WHEN WE HAD NO GIRLS(18) TO CUDDLE UP TO

© 2014 Robbie Webb

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All characters and terms including ‘boy’ ‘lad’ and ‘girl’ refer to people age 18 and over.

Harold loved sucking dick. He was 79 and had spent all his adult life sucking dick. He loved sucking men off in their 20s, men in their 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s. Even men in their 70s. But more than anything else in the whole world he loved sucking 18 and 19-year-old boys off. Their dicks were juicier, he found, a lot stiffer, harder and most definitely hotter. And of course they were the best squirters by a mile…well not literally of course. That wasn’t possible even for the most tender of dicks.

It was no secret, Harold’s love for teenage dick. His friend Jim, he knew all about it.

“It’s about time you stopped,” Jim said to him one afternoon, over a cup of tea and a hobnob.

“Stop? Me? Never. You know me, Jim. I’ll suck till I drop.”

“I don’t know where you get the energy from, Harold. I really don’t.”

“I get it from sucking cock, that’s where I get it from. Better than all those multi-vitamins you take, Jim.”

“What is?”

“Spunk.”

“You’re filthy you are, Harold.”