So here I am, mouth and jaws sore from earlier that day and kinda full, so I sat there and tried to think of a good excuse for NOT going and at the sa...me time I didn't want to make Marcus feel bad or be disappointed. I sent him another text and told him I really had some work to do and apologized that I could not make it today. Immediately I got back "NOW IS GOOD". So I made a U turn and headed his way.A few minutes later I arrived at our meeting place, opened the door and there he stood with a. " What am I supposed to do, put on a mask, break into your home and have my way with her?"He smiled, "Nothing so dramatic. I thought we would just get her drunk and see what happens."There was a minute of silence and then I asked, "Harry, why do you want me to fuck Brenda?"He said, "Because I know you. I trust you to be good to her and with you I don't have to worry about AIDS or any of that shit."I shook my head, "That's not what I'm asking. Why do you want someone else to fuck your. Not going too far, as it would spoil the anticipation. We could have long, slow, sensual kisses, and touch each other slowly and gently, exploring and teasing, before becoming more urgent and frenzied. We would have to stop, so we could continue to the beach, which is where we want to be together. You pulling my hair and entering me roughly and pounding me with your hard cock, making me breathless with the urgency of it all. One we get to the beach, and kiss a bit more. We would make our way. “The next drop is yours, Becky. First, just a taste, then you will learn to suck and swallow. Believe me, you are going to love it.”Becky watched, fascinated as the string of spunk ran from Rory's cock to his mother's tongue, like a strand from a spider’s web. She was amazed by how long it was. She gave his cock a few more strokes to encourage another drop to appear. And without hesitation licked it from the swollen head and tasted her first drop of spunk.“Good girl,” Jean purred. “Now I think.