Durga: but I m not a girl nowMe: exactly, so you would look 10 times more hot than girlsDurga: what do you mean?Me: I mean I like women more than girl...s. And if they r smoking noting like it.Durga: oh so you are that type of a guy who hits on auntiesMe: obviously, why do u think I m here and started laughingDurga: hahaha, assholeMe: you are really hot Durga, I would die to have a wife like youDurga: what will u do to her If you die, hahaMe: it’s just a way of sayingDurga: okay, so what is the. ”“Hey, don’t forget about that sexy little piss-hole mound of yours,” Ray said, as he rubbed his fingertip back and forth against that small, puffed-out, spongy mound of flesh that supports my weird-looking urethral opening. “I’m pretty sure he felt that out too,” Ray chimed in.“Yeah, he sure did. But what Art was doing was driving me crazy! I didn’t understand how on earth a guy could be feeling out the crack of my pussy for so long, and. I let mine out and held both her boobs. "Do you realise just how fucking gorgeous you are?" I asked, looking up at her face. She shook her head - but with shining eyes and a cat-got-the-cream smile.I gave her a quick neat kiss on the lips (yeah, I'm getting slick, I thought) before I pulled the bra straps off her shoulders and slowly slid them down her arms. When the straps were right down she slipped her hands out and her breasts swung free. I glanced up at her to check and she nodded, eyes. Then Damien brought his lips closer and his lips touched Kurt’s lips.Damien kissed Kurt on the lips. The two boys held each other, their naked bodies pressed together, their stiff hot cocks throbbing together, and they kissed. For Kurt it was like they were kissing forever. It was the most beautiful feeling ever, better than all the wanks he had ever had, better than any sex he had ever had with any boy, not that he had had all that much. This was better than getting pissed on a Saturday night..