Finally, she inserted a catheter into Tina's bladder and inflated the end.She had made sure the tubing was clamped before inserting the catheter.I nodded again.He kept the pumping motion going for at least five minutes, she had several more of the screaming orgasms.My mother sat up in her chair and looked at me for a few moments, it seemed she was waiting for my undivided attention.I noticed her mouth drop a bit, so I have a Granny Sex feeling she saw my enormous stiff cock.Even at this early stage, her experience as a lover really showed and I could tell that she was an absolute freak when getting fucked.The name is Beaumont LaCroix, but ya can just call me Beau.He sat and tried to hand one to Heather.And if you’re not going to be straight with me, I don’t see this conversation continuing.I wasn’t sure what to do, but I was pretty sure I didn’t want the imps getting out and wreaking havoc in the neighborhood.She had no idea what ‘hand jobs’ and ‘blowjobs’ actually referred to, but they sounded like something she wasn’t prepared to answer. Now that I was full of sexual desire, I imagined various Granny Sex girls of my acquaintance, naked with me. In reality these same girls left me tongue tied and red from embarrassment. Many guys of my age had matured to where they had begun to look and act like actual men. I was small and skinny and had no body hair to speak of other than a few sparse, very blonde hairs on my pubis. When I entered the navy at the age of 18, I still could have easily passed as much younger. I had sex with another person for the first time when I was 18. I was in the navy and stationed in California. I still had absolutely no confidence around girls, but I was always horny. I don't know why I did it, but a few days after arriving at the base, I went walking through the sweltering hot city late at night. I didn't know then that what I was doing was called cruising a homosexual term for looking for sex. It was a very hot night and I was wearing a tank top and some really short skimpie cutoffs, and my black navy issue dress shoes with black socks that really accentuated my hairless, skinny, feminine looking white legs! After about an hour I spotted a car that I had seen earlier. God - I was so fucking HORNY! I kept putting my hand in my pocket and pressing down on my erection.I knew that the driver was hawking me. I knew that what I was doing was called cruising and I knew, oh so well, that was what what queers do - and I didn't care. I was so horny I just didn't care!