Kabhi nipple kaat ta to kabhi zorr se boobs dabata.Unko bohut maza aa raha tha. Unhone mera lund pakda to dang reh gayi. Kyu ke mera kata nahi tha jai...sa Muslims ka hota hai. To meri skin aagey peeche ho rahi thi woh hila rahi thi. Mera to aur jab poora sakht khada tha. To skin peeche karke poora lund jab dekhi to boli ye to covering ke saath bhi aata hai.Main ikdam zorr zorr se hasne laga. Woh jab mera chusna shuru ki to use bhi maza aa raha tha. Kyu ke usne kabhi uncut nahi li thi zindagi. "Oh Sky, what an open endedquestion!" Karen laughed. "It's different every time. Every cock isdifferent and every man's cum tastes different. But it's almost alwaysamazing! I just feel so amazing when I do it. I love the power I haveover the man as I control his pleasure with my mouth."Sky was in rapture as he listened to Karen's description. It only madethe thought stronger in his mind. "Is it something you'd like to try?"asked Karen.Sky got really embarrassed. "No! No... it was just. Well, Brock?" Me, huh? Well, yes, it was quite nice, quite wonderful, actually," my dad told us, grinning from ear to ear as the three of us broke out in applause."Well, it looks like our children approve," the girl's mom told my dad. It was true, I was glad he seemed happy, I know I sure was, I never even imagined life could be this good with two pretty girls wanting to have sex with me all the time. I was ready to go back upstairs as soon as we ate.My dad and their mom did look like they. Going home could wait a little longer as we decided to take advantage of the free drinks and enjoy Sam’s company for a while longer. We talked about everything and anything and both felt really comfortable with Sam and when the conversation turned to sex I found myself extra interested in his comments. For some strange reason I needed to know if he had a someone special, a wife, a girlfriend, what he liked, who he liked, anything really. I was consumed by him and hung on his every word..