Jenny said " I got no food , no tea , no milk no clean clothes and no fag money " . I was dying for a screw and I quickly thought of a way we could he...lp each other out. I told her to drink her tea and I would be back shortly . I pulled my plimsoles on and went out my front door. I stole 2 pints of milk from the doorstep of the old witch on the end of the terrace who got at least 6 pints of milk a day for her flea bitten stinking cats. I put them both in my ancient G.E.C fridge and told Jenny to. Drake's cock began to stiffen. He frowned. An erection wouldn't be welcome at his high school prom, he thought, imagining the shocked expressions of the girls and the angry glares of their dates should he exhibit a hard-on at their graduation dance. He couldn't picture anything more mortifying. Fortunately, his anxiety caused his stiffening prick to soften. It went limp again, wilting inside his pants. He breathed a sigh of relief. If girls only knew what guys went through, he thought. A prick. Even with the pregnancy bump, she was striking. I'm sure that they both noticed as I stared, but I couldn't help myself. My pause in undressing seemed to irritate George as he quickly took over.As I laid down, I realized that I was naked too. George had stripped me completely as I ogled his beautiful wife's body. I slid my hands behind her a grasped her buttocks as I slid under her. At least Kelly was a great actor, as she was slick to her knees under the dress. I lapped at the juices on. I wanted everything. The smooth stretch of skin sweeping back from the back edge of her slit (at which she momentarily lost suck on my prick for a full-bodied scream), and then the sweet pucker of her anus, gently, tasting mildly of salt, slowly relaxing for my tongue, which pushed slightly in (at which she merely sighed, although the sigh was as full-bodied at the scream). I wanted to be filthy. I wanted to break records. After a while our mouths began to move more widely over each other’s.