Brad thought it washilarious."It would be nice though," I admitted still thinking about having myown breasts."Yeah, I could be sucking on your teats w...hile you're giving me ahand job," Brad laughed.I blushed as I remembered what I'd done earlier.We spent the next half hour watching the last quarter of the gameand all the time I kept thinking about having my own breasts. It wasan intriguing thought. Then our wives got home and we had to explainwhere Brad's clothes were. We told them he's spilled. Now suck.”He felt her suck and watched her cheeks collapse in from pulling so hard. Raoul slid his dick in and out of the girl’s mouth slowly. Since she no longer resisted, he took both his hands and reached down below for her boobs. He casually played with them while the girl tried her best to please him.“Yeah you Yankee bitch. Suck me good.”He started to move faster in her mouth, but not as fast as Miguel was, who was still thrusting like a jackrabbit.“Hey man, if you want this pussy, I’m. He grunted. “I’m not convinced.”Charles strolled to the music center, selected a CD, and inserted it into the machine. He pressed the play button and turned to look at her.She was on the bed, head deep into the pillows while she studied his features.He joined her and caressed her cheek. “This music. It’s good.”“Yes, I’ve always loved the melody of Afterthoughts. It’s delicate and romantic ... and a little sad.”“I’d never heard it - not until my seventeenth birthday. Nor have I heard it. My cock rammed into her mouth. The faerie's blue wings, dotted with red, fluttered behind her. Her mouth was so warm and wet on my cock. She moaned about it.The pain dwindled. Less purple energy crackled across my muscular body.“If you were strong, if you were a dominant faerie, then why would you let me do this?” I gripped her blonde hair in both hands now, fucking her mouth down my cock. “Why would you surrender? You beg. You plead. You cajole. That's how a submissive acts! That's what gets.