Longer this one Wendy's orgasm intensified as his stroke continued at a steady pace, hitting that deep spot she craved nearly every time. Then a switc...h back to the thick one, hmmmm that stretch again, her legs were getting weak as another orgasm quickly followed. Wendy took the big black cock covered in her juices deeper into her mouth, she could feel it swelling up. Deeper she took it again gagging as she took the full length, this time as her own orgasm hit it's peak Wendy could feel her oral. Carson didn’t care about anything other than Karen Foley. Everything about her was perfect, as though Carson himself had been in the workshop when God had set about choosing the parts which would make up Karen’s perfection. It wasn’t that she was perfect in a Playboy centrefold sense; it was just that she was perfect for Carson. Her laugh was more infectious than measles; her smile more warming than nuclear piles. Carson’s thoughts and dreams had been infiltrated to the point where he could. One night, during the week, two classmatesstopped by and Rajiv invited them in. Within seconds they were naked andgetting on the bed. Sandun insisted that I have sex with them, too. Theydidn't even tell me their names, and before the night was over, both ofthem had screwed me twice, and I had sucked them both off to climaxes. Towards the end of the semester, Sandun started bringing guys home fromclass with him, telling me to have sex with them. When I counted them up,I realized I had. They were both pleased with me it seemed, for my generosity in providing my seed. I still couldn’t quite exclude the idea that one day these doting, caring parents wouldn’t come at me with a pair of garden shears to chop my balls off for taking their virgin daughters. But no, they appeared to be genuinely pleased with my willingness to do what the average man regarded as the ‘dirty deed’ so often. Oddly it did not lessen me in anybody’s eyes, like at home for example, bestiality is regarded as.