I told him if he wanted to see what real cum is come over here and clean my face off. He laughed and said no but the other three guys said that they w...anted to see him lick it all up. Dwayne said that he would only fuck me if hubby cleaned all the cum off. I told him I needed a good fucking and that he better hurry up. Before I asked a second time he was putting his tongue all over the globs of cum on my face, neck, and tits. As he licked Bob's cum off me I was watching Dwayne taking off his. ” “Wow, really? You’ve always seemed totally straight to me,” she said. “This is recent,” I said. We were in dangerous territory now. “When you say sex with a guy, you mean the whole thing? Sucking his cock?” “Yes.” “Getting fucked?” “I think more about fucking him,” I said. “But I wouldn’t rule out the other way around.” “Wow,” she said. “With me there or not?” “Both,” I said, smiling. She poured the last bit of wine into her glass and drank it in one gulp. “I’m trying to picture you. Lars Gudmundssen was a young Scandinavian artist who had settled in The Potteries after meeting and falling for an even younger local girl, aptly named, Sarah Potter. When he heard about the flat he pestered me until I said he could have it. He and Sarah moved in even before it was completely finished. One of the offers he made to help clinch the flat was that he and Sarah would run the gallery on weekends. Like many Scandinavians, Lars spoke almost perfect English, better in fact that many. Then as you said, you I lie on my stomach, enter your rock hard cock into my tight pussy sliding your whole body against mine. you're so hot, so excited, aroused you makes these aggressive grunts as you fuck my pussy hard, not so fast but hard jabs deeper deeper harder deeper, watching my body jerk with every forceful thrust and im loving every second of it. he's invited now to enter your ass which he's been waiting for. he lubes his entire cock, and your hole, fingering you while you're.