"Alex, there is nothing I do not want to do to you right now. We are both horny, tell me what you want and I will do it." I'd like to make out with yo...u in a bed Dave."That was a surprise for me. Normally str8 guys don't want to kiss and are just interested in getting off. I was pleasantly surprised of course because that sounded pretty darn hot to me.Immediately, I stood up, offered Alex my hand and we moved into my bedroom where we both got on the bed. Making out with Alex was hot, furious and. He was really hairy all over, and I could feel his curly pubes on my forehead, his wiry hairs on his balls, but best of all I could tangle my fingers in his thick chest hair. It was really like a mat. I remember how good he smelled – no perfume, no deodorant, just man. A scent of sex, of what I suppose must be pheromones. Meanwhile, I was also in full lust and ecstasy from the taste of him. His cock, his precum, his manly juices that had dried and remained under his foreskin. It was so. He lifted his legs.Now she has the free access to his ass hole. She knew there is no need to act ignorant. He knew she would do it. And so she opened her mouth wide pushed out her tongue and began to give long hard strokes at the crack of his ass. He pulled the cheeks wide with both arms on his ass cheeks and made more room for her. He had not washed the place for some hours and so a mixed smell of sweat urine and shit emanated from the rough hair around his asshole. The hair was rough on her. “That’s it Keisha. I have taken about 120 pictures.”“When can we look at them? How about tomorrow, Linda has to go out. We can download them into my computer and see how they turned out.”“Great. I will see you tomorrow.”I immediately went home and downloaded all the pics. I started to think of a plan that would allow me to take more pictures of her. The next night Keisha came over and I pretended to download the pics. “Huh I don’t understand. The memory card must be bad; I can’t seem to.