Her moans got louder and louder as she locked my head with her legs to hold it in place. She said, “You’re driving me crazy. I don’t want to com...e yet. I want this to last.” She was reaching high. I could feel it through her moans and she climaxed calling out my name like a chant.It was such deep satisfaction to feel the power I had over her. It was time to explore her ass and I asked her to turn around, but she said, “No, it’s my turn to explore.” Saying this she asked me to come up and lay on. Dad, my younger brother (also Joe) and I would come into Brig’ton once a month to have a haircut – he had been coming here for years -Toni, an Italian friend would drink in his bar on a Saturday night -it was a logical progression…Dad liked to have a guid haircut – he would panic if he felt it touch his collar – he had naturally nut-brown wavy hair which he never exploited in any way – vanity wasn’t his thing. The entrance to Toni’s was on the corner of Landressy street and London Road – an. He'd looked out for her a lot in the past - giving her a lift to school or gymnastics if it was raining, much like another big brother. Still, it wasn't lost on him that she'd grown up a lot, and the two often had long talks about school or gymnastics or uni or anything. Also, he hadn't failed to notice that she'd grown up a lot physically - he'd watched the gradual slendering of her body and the curves coming in the right places - the Tinkerbell costume left little doubt of that.Michelle had. So yes it’s usually better. It’s definitely better than the high school girls you’re used to,” I explained. “What about giving one?” he asked. “it’s great. The taste and feel of another man’s hard cock on your tongue, looking up to see the pleasure you’re causing expressed on his face. Feeling his cock swell in your mouth just before it starts to pulse and fill your mouth with hot cum. There is no other feeling to compare,” Jerry explained with a lusty glint in his eye. A wondrous grin spread.