“I’m okay with that.” Laura didn’t know if it was the booze, her curiosity, or Malik’s magnificent smile, but she quickly leaned in and kiss...ed Malik in the orangey glow of the dimming fire. Malik paused, brushing his hand against her flush cheek. “Are you sure? You seem a little drunk.” Malik asked. Laura only nodded, her hand sliding across Malik’s waist until she touched the form on his cock through his jeans. Malik relaxed his hand, letting Laura Westervelt kiss him once more. They slipped. One night towards the middle of July, Chris found Anna sitting alone on the porch, rocking in the swinger with Angela. It was a lovely warm night, the stars were bright, the air peaceful, the salty smell of the sea mixed with the smell of the flowers. She was gazing out towards the sea. Anna was talking softly to her sleeping daughter. ‘I feel so good, Angela. I wish this moment would last forever. I’m happy and feel safe here. I don’t want to be afraid anymore.’ Chris heard this conversation. WHEN MASONS WAS THE SMALLS HIS DAD MAN DID LIKE TO PUT HIS PEAHNUS INTO THE MASON BUTTHOLE AND MASON DID THE LIKE IT BECAUSE HIS BUTTHOLE WAS THE TIGHTS AND IT FELT GOOD WHEN IT WAS THE STRECHED.BUT THEN THE DAD MAN DID BRING HIS FRIENDS ROUND TO USE THE MASONS BUTTHOLE AND THEY ALL PUT THE PEANUS INTO IT AT THE SAMES TIME BUT THAT WAS NOT MAKING THE GOOD NICE FEELINGS STRECH BUT IT WAS AND EVEN BIGGERS STREACH WHICH DID NOT HAVE THE GOOD FEELS.SO MASON DID TAKE KNIFE AND CUT OF THE PEANUS OF. My mate withdraws his fingers and pushes me to my knees. There I rest being alternately fed by these two beautiful men. My mouth moves from one hard cock to the other. The pretty redhead kneels behind me, wrapping her arms around my front, sliding her hands inside my shirt, squeezing my tits. I withdraw a cock just long enough to beg her to pinch my nipples. She obliges. We lose ourselves in the pleasures of the flesh, feeling the carnal connection between us.I glance over my shoulder and me.