I laid on a full spread of toast with jam, orange juice, two croissants, one with jam and one without, a bowl of fresh strawberries and a pot of black... coffee. And also on the tray that I carried up the stairs was a small box in gold wrapping paper. I’d presented her ‘first’ present of the day this way ever since we’d first moved in together as boyfriend and girlfriend.She sat up in bed as I entered and said, “Oh, Dave, you really shouldn’t have gone to such trouble.”“For you, sweetheart,. ..and, a moment later, I felt his warm, wet mouth engulfing my stiffening cock."Oh---god," I said a loud as I felt his lips closing around my cock shaft, and as he fondled my balls at the same time.What 'chatting' Jack did prefer in those circumstances was for me to speak roughly to him---something like: "Mmm, yeah! SUCK my cock, you FAGGOT!"He said he enjoyed being talked to like that, and though I didn't really want to call him such names, he preferred it, and so I complied with his. 13 Inches on a boy that looked... goodness, was this even legal? "Hey Clara, check page 32." Clara turned the pages eagerly. "Oh wow! … Oh wooow!" She said and left her mouth open until she had to close it to stop herself from drooling on the catalogue. "But he must be like... I mean, isn't he to young to be..." Christy nodded slowly, while her eyes inspected critically every detail of that boyish frame and smooth black skin. "Yeah... he looks like it." She mumbled bewildered while her eyes. Rob’s body needed its own release and he was attacking her pussy in a flurry of furious cock thrusts. “Oh god you feel so tight. Ronnie my cock is burning.” The wanton wife blushed a hot pink as she held onto Robert’s wide shoulders. She hid her pink flushed cheeks against his sweaty chest. In the intimacy of their love both Ronnie and Robert had realized they savored the freedom to talk dirty and be naughty together. The playfulness and freedom of being in love had surprised Ronnie more than.