She did not taste anything like Melanie. Allison was a taste he could not describe. A taste only unique to her.Melanie made one more move forward and ...then on her movement back, he felt the head of his cock inside her hot wet opening and his cock rise from his body as Melanie was going to take him inside her. Just like the tip of his cock rested on the brink of her sexual lips, he did the same with his tongue on Allison’s pussy. Then as Melanie took his erect cock inside her pussy, Justin. ..” he began.“Shut up, James” Karen said quickly. “Don’t ruin this for me…” Then, she smiled at him. “I’ll be gentle with you, honey. Trust me, ok? You are going to like this!” she encouraged him, “Lots of men love the feeling of having their asshole stretched and their prostate massaged, OK? Do it for me, baby!”“But...,” he stammered.“James…” she cautioned. She stared at him sternly until he was compelled to look away. “I said, ‘Do it!’”Knowing he had no choice, James slowly turned around and. .”“Shhh.” She placed an index finger on my lips. “Let’s just cuddle and allow our minds to catch up, hmm?”I kissed her finger and squeezed her shoulder. “OK”. And we sat there in the softly flickering candlelight and warmth of the blankets as the geometry of our friendship rearranged itself like the shifting patterns in a kaleidoscope, settling into something new, exciting but also a bit scary.“Hello, sleepy heads. I’m glad you’ve been keeping warm.” Mutti Frida’s smiling voice woke us. “I had. He said nodding towards the bathroom, then down at his body. Which her eyes followed, she had the urge to stroke the red lines on his skin, still amazed that he had been bleeding from there. ‘You keep looking at me like that you can’t blame me for what might happen,’ he said his eyes seeming to darken. ‘And what would happen,’ she whispered looking back up at him, he seamed more close now. ‘I would pin you against that wall, and taste your skin,’ he said dipping his head and smelling her..