” He tried to sound matter of fact.Cindy looked at him over the half full glass of wine, took a sip and with the rim of the glass still against her ...lips said, “Her eye sight must not be that good.”, as her eyes rolled down his body, lingering at his waist.“That’s what I thought!” Phil replied squaring his shoulders and flexing his body as he let out a light hearted laugh. His towel picked this exact moment to come unwrapped and fall to the floor. Phill went bright red and bent to grab the towel. Matter of fact, it sort of gets in the way of the scenery.” I giggled and punched him lightly for that. “Actually, it’s different. Someday in the future, you don’t want the piercings, you can just take the rings or barbells or whatever out, you know? But tattoos, they stay forever. Wait until you’re fifty years old and your grandchildren want to know why you have a dragon tattooed up your ass!”I laughed. “And what would my grandchildren be doing looking at my ass?”He shrugged. “It’s a pretty. I looked up and was eye level to a cock I didn't know. I'm very shy but at that time we all were part of a group needing to get off and we were all feeding off of each other in a way that was more erotic than I thought it could be. I grabbed the cock in front of me and slid my lips over it. I put my mouth down the whole length of it until my chin was mashing into his balls to make it nice and wet. My hands ran up and down his shaft and twisted around it and my mouth took turns fucking it. . After yet another orgasm, she removed herself from my cock and leaned on her back. Basic but still, we took on the missionary and the moans went on. It's like she knew exactly how I felt because everytime I got close to cumming, she slowed everything to a crawl, but the last time, she got me out of her pussy and pulled my dick up between her boobs that she pressed on oth sides of it. My first 40G boobfuck, wow that felt nice. My cock simply dissapeared between those huge jugs but the tip of it.