"I am!" he said. He started grinding his cock into mine. "And a good one too! I'm good, aren't I, Charlie?" Hell yes!" I laughed. His cock was still a... rock under me. Mine was waking up too. "So when did your dad start bringing his friends over?" I was wondering why I hadn't noticed any additional traffic at their house."He never brings them over here," Mike said. "He takes me to where they are. Sometimes we go to one of their houses, or we go camping or something like that." How many guys have. Itwas now surgically modified.It looked like a pussy. It wasn't a tight little rosebud anymore. Insteadit had been stretched and reformed. It had pretty little lips that Ilicked and then parted and found her opening. It too was wider with innerlips just like my wife's puss. I licked and when I fingered her shemoaned."Oh sweetheart, you are so good! You were born to suck my back pussy.More fingers please! I even think your pretty little hand could all fitin there, too. I need you to try to fist. I pulled his pants down and his hard-uncut cock sprung out. It looked about 6” long with a good girth and as I cupped his balls in one hand and pulled back on his shaft with the other I exposed his gland and a slaver of precum began to drip from his tip which I caught with my tongue and took his cock in my mouth. It was hot and hard in my mouth and I could smell his musky sent in his dark trimmed pubes and as I worked up a rhythm it can’t have been more than 2minutes when he moaned and said. Using the rich lather he fingered her pussy until she was on the verge of coming again. She became so wet that a stream of her lovely juices was cutting its way through the white cream that covered her mound. Her breathing had elevated and her breasts were heaving as Mike delicately pulled her lips to the left and to the right, going over every inch of her fine skin, even the areas that needed no attention. He took his time, knowing as he observed her body react that he was just priming the.