Jamal had his white t-shirt already in his hand, his impressive muscular torso glistening with perspiration. His face was covered in sweat too, as wer...e his legs. Elliott looked at the other two boys and saw that they were the same, their t-shirts stained and damp. Obviously they’d been doing some sort of exercise. Either that, or they’d run over.“Where’s your mother?” Jamal asked, barely glancing at Elliott.“She’s uh ... she’s in the kitchen,” Elliott replied as he pointed down the. .you begin quivering....your going to cum...but you’ve never had three women before...such wonderful agony.......what sheer delight.....you don’t want it to stop........they lay you on your back...the third woman sits on your face as she leans towards your beauty......and they kiss.....your beauty is sitting on your stomach and is being finger fucked by your third partner. You can taste the hot wet pussy of her as it trickles flowing from your mouth. You can feel the orgasm from your first. .She slowly went down and started licking my dick. Oh I forgot to mention my dick is an average 5 and half inches. I prefer to give full pleasure even then.I started moaning as my girlfriend was blowing me. In all this time it stopped raining so we decided to move from there and go for lunch because if we didn’t then we’d be there for the whole afternoon (if you know what I mean).So we went for lunch and in the restaurant my gf again started masturbating me again. I had to cover my mouth to. ’ ‘No wonder why you’re not married,’ she said under her breath and too low for him to hear. ‘Believe it or not, much like my rifle, that bunk is my friend. We’ve seen some things together. Yes we have,’ he said with a sad smile on his face while shaking his head. ‘I bet you even named you bunk,’ she said laughing. ‘Don’t be silly,’ he said before looking over at her and blurting. ‘Bob. I named my bunk Bob.’ ‘Bob? You named your bunk Bob? I can’t believe you named your bunk Bob?’ ‘I named my.