“No problem man, you know that. I’ll help you move, and so will Milt. You have collected a lot of shit in these past months that needs to be packe...d up,” he said.And then I was moved in to my new place. It was May 1995. Sands Apartments Room #103, in Chandler, Arizona. And time passed as usual.“Thanks Doctor Hardy,” said James Winters, as he was being unwrapped. His burned face was fixed, well, fixed as much as possible.“You’re welcome,” said Doctor Hardy.“You’re the guy who married Penelope. But to think she'd discussed it with Linda! I ought to have guessed, they'd been best friends since starting the course."Well, we used a lot of butter and took our time, but it was good. You know I've always liked him to slip a finger into my bum when I'm riding him; always makes me cum."Its the 'matter of fact' tone that astonishes me most!Yvette is now actually stroking up and down; 'yes,' I think to myself, 'she's actually wanking me in front of Linda.' Who, not to be outdone, reaches a hand. I pulled out a silicone ring that had two openings for his cock and balls and he leaned back as I placed it at the base and stretching out his engorged meat. “It’s gonna be hard to hide that for work, Bobby.” He told me that he had gotten a job at the new gay bar the “Meat Locker” and that he couldn’t wait to show off his new improved meat, that the tips would be great. I offered him a ride to the bar and brewed some coffee while he went back to his place to shower and dress for work. I showed. I slithered my tongue from his asshole, over his balls, and up the length of his impressive shaft, before wrapping my lips around it and sucking him hard. I could wait no longer and abruptly stopped my oral ministrations. I removed my panties and crawled up his body until his cock was pressed up against my moist entrance. I sunk down and slowly took his full length effortlessly. He filled me perfectly and I thrust my hips back and forth mashing my clit on his cock. Stripping off the.