Chapter 134

As he watched Paul fucking Hana, Flynn had mixed feelings. He knew how happy his mother and Claire would be that the boy lost his cherry during his first hour at Carefree. Flynn also knew that his twinge of jealousy was silly. Hana liked him, probably a lot, but despite her appearance, she was a grown woman. One who enjoyed sex.

Later, with Paul thanking and thanking her, Hana smiled up at him, “Honey, you can do me anytime Flynn says. Now he’s going to show you around — you just do whatever he says and you’ll be fine.”

“Yes ma’am! Thank you again. So much.”

Flynn took his hand, “Let’s hit it.”

By this time, Flynn knew most of the people by name. He was unfailing polite as he introduced the newcomer around.

Out by the pool, “Mrs. Macintosh, this is Paul Hutchinson, Mrs. Helene Hutchinson’s son. Paul, Mrs. Macintosh.”

“So nice to finally meet you, Paul. Your mom talks about you all the time.”

Paul was semi-erect and it had been just a few minutes. Flynn reached down and casually stroked him to full hardness. Paul was only vaguely aware as he tried not to stare at Mrs. Macintosh. Whose prominent pussy lips were just so... _there._ She smiled and said, “Wow, you’re nicely hung.”

A grown woman looking at his dick! Talking about it.

“Uh, thank you ma’am.”

Then she reached over and squeezed it! “Your mother must be so proud of you, honey.”

“Uh, thank you, ma’am.”

In the pool house, Paul openly gaped at Riley. She gave him a brilliant smile as she looked him up and down frankly, “Honey, you’re as beautiful as your mother. And every bit as sexy.”

Flynn, still holding the boy’s hand, found Fannie Hughes in her apartment. “Mrs. Hughes, this is Paul Hutchinson, Mrs. Helene Hutchinson’s son. Paul, Mrs. Hughes.”

As Riley had instructed, Fannie said, “Hello there, Paul, you’re every bit as sexy as your mom.” She turned to Flynn, “I don’t know who I’d rather take to bed — Helene or Paul.”

Flynn stroked the boy’s penis, “Would you like a quick taste, Mrs. Hughes?”

“As a matter of fact.” She sat down and took him into her mouth before the words had even registered. Paul stared down at the top of her head, over to Flynn. Flynn winked at the dumbfounded kid, “I think Mrs. Hughes likes someone.”

Because it was his second time, Paul lasted a few minutes. Fannie was enjoying his amazement, tickled at his youth, and oddly pleased that it was Helene’s son. She’d have to think about that later.

After he exploded, Fannie winked at Flynn and deep-kissed him. Paul stared as he watched his cum go from one mouth to another.