She kept playing with her tits and rubbing her pussy.Then she asked: “Do you guys really love my tits, or are you just saying that so you can fuck m...e?”Well, I reckon this was the turning point. Without even looking at each other, we both said: “Both.” It was a fluke but you couldn’t have timed it better. And she believed us because it was such a fluke we couldn’t have set it up. She was happy then. She wanted us to start sucking her tits right away. So we grab a tit each and start sucking on. " He snickered.She laughed relieving the tension, the lewd comment was slightly titillating even if it did come from a dirty old black man."Maybe I should make some coffee."As she filled the cups she started to wonder why she felt so fluttered and why she was trying to keep him here, this was " just company" she said to herself. The two drank their coffee their conversation went from the neighborhood to marriage and not having k**s to sex. Henry casually mentioned,"I haven't had sex in six. .." I stammered."Me too...." He whispered, still banging away at my manhole.I felt the rumblings in my groin as my sack tightened and my balls began to tingle. My cock was throbbing hard, and I knew I was approaching climax. Tim hung his head back, his mouth hanging open. A thin sheen of sweat covered us both. I pinched both my nipples hard to further the sensation, crying out loudly. I could hardly stand the sensations of pleasure now and my vision started to dim. I grabbed the bed in. " Brody gave her a somber nod, which made her huff out a laugh."I could bore you with the reasons why, but I don't want to ruin a nice dinner. So let's just forget about it. I'll start over. The show was fine, I let Jason have it about the songs, and I got to see Evan, so that was fun." She took a deep breath. "There, see? Now, I watched the Buffalo game and some of the one on Sunday. You guys looked good. That was a stupid call in the Buffalo game that cost that guy ... what's his name? The.