She jerked and squealed, letting go of her ass cheeks. “Spread them back apart” I demanded. She timidly reached back and spread her cheeks again. ...“Either I can do this, or you can” I said as I stared down at her asshole wrapped around my knob. I shoved a little. “I will I will I will!” she quickly replied.I leaned back to watch. She began to slowly push back against my cock. Painstakingly slowly she slid another quarter of an inch into her hot ass. She was sucking in gulps of air and moaning. So I just tossed it, unopened, to one side and got back to the taxonomy of Rhipicephalus – I still thought there were two species.After about an hour I went for a cup of coffee. “Well, watcha get?” one of my colleagues asked.“Not sure. Ain’t opened it yet.”“It’s from Black Mountain, ain’t it?”“Looks like it.”“And?”“And I’ll let you girls know when I open it, read the stuff, and have something to say.”“Nasty bastard!”“Have you no patience at all?”“Not much.”“Makes it real easy to tease. Well my erection had not gone down and I could see that he was probably the same. We sat on his couch and chatted about sex and what we both liked. He was also into women and girls but since his wife left he had enjoyed wanking and had some like minded friends. He said we should watch some porn and loaded some videos into the vcr which showed a mixture of stuff. Old/young both straight and gay. I just enjoyed watching everything and when 2 guys were wanking each other he reached across and. She felt his manhood pulse against her hand through the fabric of his jeans, and after a few minutes of her rubbing and his throbbing, she hungered to see, feel, and taste his magnificently-sculpted cock. Along the outside of his jeans, her index and middle finger walked like a pair of miniature legs, up along the full length of his bulge, from his balls to the swollen head, before reaching the top of his zipper. Grasping the zipper with her thumb and middle finger, she slowly pulled the zipper.