She did so taking his throbbing cock all the way in one smooth action. She was grinding on his cock now as she sucked another and wanked the third. Th...e men had been asking her questions since she was on the sofa, did she like their hard cocks? Did she like her present? Do you like all these cocks for you? Her answers were yes encouraging them along with each change. Do you want this cock in your mouth now? This one in your pussy? Yes, Yes were her replies. The three men changed postitions with. He was in Robbie’s year at school; a good-looking sporty chancer who always pushed his luck with the girls, especially when they were drunk or vulnerable or both. As a result of this ‘Who Dares Wins’ philosophy he had scored a few unexpected victories with a few unsuspecting girls and had a trophy belt most boys would envy. I will never tell my little brother but at one drunken party it had been me with my skirt under my armpits on the back seat of that car - some things need to remain secret. And so too, today. Corporal Knight assumed the position, Colonel Norman behind him, his huge member prised for action, swelling with lust and desire, and then straight into Corporal Knight’s patient anus, a hole designed for so much more than defecation, and pleasured by the prostrate gland, nature’s bounty not bequeathed on the weaker sex. And with pleasure there is always pain, as Colonel Norman knew well, but in this case, the pleasure was all his as he pounded away in the willing orifice,. "How are you doing?" Andrew looked down and, seeing that he had answered the door while wearing just a towel, began to blush. "I am d-d-doing just fine," he answered. "Why don't you come in. The living room is over there. Go make yourself comfortable. I am going to get dressed." "What a pity," Susan muttered to herself. She walked into the living room and watched Andrew's back and butt as he disappeared into another room. A few moments later, he was back. He.