‘Still,’ I continued, ‘at least some good came out of it. That’s how my dad met my mom.’ I gave him a smile and headed toward the back of th...e shop to put a fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies in the oven. ‘Wait. Wait wait wait!’ he yelled after me as I went. ‘Hold on, you can’t end the story there!’ ‘What?’ I asked, an innocent look on my face. ‘You’re telling me your parents met because your mom jumped out of one of your dad’s cakes?’ His voice had jumped up an octave, probably from the. He saw me looking and asked if I was hard too. I said fuck yes and he asked if he could see it so I pulled it out of the leg of my boxers and was rubbing it a little. He reached over and started wrapped his hand around it and started stroking it for me and asked me if it felt different. I said yes but it feels great. So he asked if I wanted to touch him and pulled his out the rest of the way so I could stroke him. We sat and watched more porn and stroked each other. He put in a tape that. Right now she wanted relief, so, double checking to make sure no one was around, she decided to help herself. She reached down and began to massage her parts; it felt good, and she was noticing how suddenly horny she was. She inserted a finger, which gave her a sharp ping, a sudden burst of desire she had never known before. She cursed at her mother and her Mongolian Chicken spices, thinking that maybe something in it had been messing with her chemistry. Her orgasm was short and unsatisfying;. Seconds later the man with the knife cuts through the thin material of your tshirt, revealing your unfettered ample breasts, to a wolf whistle from the men.The remains of the t shirt are discarded, and you feel the roughness of thetree bark against your back. Another second or two and you panties join thepile at your feet, as your shaven crotch comes into view, to lewd comments fromthe men.Tara has never shaved her pussy, so your smooth one is an added attraction forthe men, all four of them.