I ran to my room and began to play with her. I just held her and looked at her for a while, while my dick grew. I was running my hands through Yasmins... soft hair as I was getting incredibly turned on. I was hornier than I had ever been. I looked at her gorgeous face and began to kiss her. I was in heaven as my lips met hers, my tongue going onto her mouth. I was actually making out with a bratz doll. I sat there, kissing her and feeling her body and her hair. My fingers worked my way to her back. Five minutes later we were all sitting chatting aboutnothing in particular. Later my aunt started the tea and I was helpingthe girls lay the table when the phone rang, it was my mother. I couldn'thear what my aunt said as she was on the extension in the kitchen. Myaunt came to where we were watching television."That was your mum, Alan, she said that she and Sandra would be here inabout ? hour."I wasn't over happy to hear that Sandra would be coming here as I hadhoped to have some boys clothes. I wanted him to wish it were him sliding his thick black cock into the sweet folds of my wife’s pussy. I whispered to my lovely wife, “Bill’s watching, he’s stroking his cock, watching us, wishing he were sliding deep into you.” But it was not his dick feeling the gentle rippling of my angel’s soft pussy. Her clasping warmth slid down my shaft as I struggled against orgasm. She rode me to orgasm, and then I made sure Bill could clearly see her pussy lips pressed against my balls as I pumped. "First timer?" Yeah," I said and took a sip of water.The barman looked at me for a few seconds and tilted his head, as if he wasn't sure about me."Who sent you?" Paul. I know him from school and he told me to come here if I ever wanted to try." Paul, huh? He's a good guy. One of the few here who's never killed anyone."I choked on my water."Killed?"The barman tilted his head again."Yeah, killed. Sometimes the gentlemen take it a little to far and... you know..."He dragged his thumb across his.