Helen just couldn’t suppress her feelings any longer and she began to moan and writhe around and to her pleasure Carol was doing exactly the same. ...Helen had just never had a feeling like this before – no amount of masturbation could ever make her feel like this. She was having orgasm after orgasm, so close together that they almost merged into one. Carol was moaning too and every now and then her legs tightened around Helen’s head, almost as though she was pulling her closer to her. Helen. Suddenly, his hands were at my belt buckle and had it undone along with my pants in a flash. Pulling them down my legs to my ankles, he pulled my shorts down too. There I was, standing almost completely naked, watching my wife getting fucked while a man was caressing my cheeks and running his fingers up and down my crack. I should have stopped him right there as I knew where this was leading but it felt so good that I let him continue and would have let him do anything to me he wanted, which. .." Items that were clearly marked for the company was usually opened and inspected for content and quality as well as to how to process what was inside. But mail marked "...PERSONAL...'was never opened, or it was, it was closed back in a matter that hid the opening. So I was some what unimpressed by the smile and wink from the mail boy and the obvious torn packaging...I opened the packaged and saw that it contained another envelope that was also opened. In side was a number of photos, from an. "No, no, no. I can't. No. Stop," he said as he tried to squirm from underneath me. "Relax Mike, just relax. It'll feel good. I promise," I said. "No, I can't, no, this is too gay. I can't let someone fuck me" he cried. He actually did start to cry a little bit. However, he was no longer fighting me. I leaned forward and kissed him again as I slowly withdrew my cock until only the tip was left in his ass. Then I slowly pushed it in as far as I could. By the third thrust, I was all the way in,.