"Christina stood up, grabbed a bottle of lube and splattered a healthy amount at the top of Carie's fat ass. "That's me being nice..."Carie began to s...niffle and weep at her situation, she struggled against the restraints, to no result. She looked on in horror as Christina's key entered the lock on Leroy's cage. As the cage fell to the floor, Christina stepped out of the path of the enforcer. Leroy stepped forward, his cock springing to life more with each step. By the time he stood before. (Are we dating ourselves? Who even knows what canasta is?) The guys knew nothing about cooking, so confronted with their loss, agreed to cook breakfast the next morning. At least they could scramble eggs and fry up some bacon.We were all dressed for church. The fashion then was fairly short skirts for the ladies and a coat and tie for the guys. Breakfast went ok and the apartment didn't burn down. We made the guys do the dishes, too, and they looked so cute in their (our) aprons.I'll admit we. He had just a bit of peach fuzz and his balls hung low. My mouth was already watering. I tried to deep throat him but couldn't get it all down. I gagged slightly and backed off. I pushed his cock up against his stomach as he held up his t-shirt with one hand. I licked up and down his shaft and then flicked around his balls. Grabbing the base of his dick, I put him back in my mouth and ran my toungue under his cock back and forth. I sucked him furiously, jerking him at the same time. With my. First butterfly kisses, which lead to sucking lightly, individually, at her top, then bottom lip, in between my whisperings of “Sorry”. She is a tough one to crack, but I think I have her. I know this is true when her tongue enters my mouth, rubbing seductively against mine. We stay on her outdoor deck as long as we can, kissing, and feeling each other up. When we start removing each other’s clothes, we move into the house. We end up on her bed, both of us lying side by side, partially.