He started to press my hand and feel how soft was it. He commented, “Wow you got a very soft hand, feel like kissing them.” Now the place was tota...lly isolated and not a single guy was near. He pulled my hand up and kissed on it.I was dead shocked when he commented lewdly, “I was thinking how it would feel. This hand holding my dick, giving me a hand job.” He looked upwards towards the sky and pretended himself thinking about it. He smiled and looked back towards my face.He shot one more. I made her lie down and she giggled and parted her legs wide and said “darling put your huge prick inside me am mad and hungry”I then came over her and she hugged me and whispered “darling put it slowly its huge” I kept silent and positioned my dick on her wet hole and gave a massive push and she groaned “oooohhhhh nnnnooooo you have torn my cunny” and she hugged me tightly and whispered “ you really have nice and huge manhood” I kissed her cheek and started to slowly pound her flowing pussy. He understood my concerns, because he felt very much the same way. But that strong inner desire to experience sex with another man had taken control of both of us. He had to move to do something; pictures, stories, videos, and talking about it wasn't good enough any more. He was certain it would be everything he and I dreamt about; a day, an event, an experience that we would enjoy, never forget, not regret, and want to repeat together many times. If it worked out just right, it could be the. Nipped them again . . . and again. Andthe girls were bleeding . . . and kicking. (I've never seen so much kicking!)Then . . . then, they licked them . . . with their big hurty tongues! Soonthey were spurting honey! And they kept licking them . . . until . . . untilthey were still." The fays just looked at Hostia in horrified silence. She spoke again. "So. . . I'm h-here to tell you exactly what happened. And something else, thatI think is more important: I think they figured out . . . that I.