There was only one stipulation: no “ass play.” We were definitely NOT gay and were to ask each other to “kiss my ass” or something worse.Natu...rally, I lost the next hand and my friend with a big smile suggested that I give his dick "a lick." God, what a shock that was! I protested that I didn’t think that was right (I was really afraid of being "gay" – and the through crossed my mind, What if I lick his and he refuses to lick mine? Was this a trick?) but, he pointed out that I had agreed to. "That," she said pointing to Willy's cock. "Is it a pimple?" What? That's my cock! Don't you like it?" Like it? I can't fucking SEE it, how can I like it? Don't tell me you have been hanging around with Peter the peter eater?" That's a bit harsh… what's your name again?" Oh my God. It is MARIA!" Well you can hardly expect me to remember your name after knowing you for only two minutes!" Stick your tongue out," ordered Maria Willy did as she asked."Fuck me, your tongue is longer than your. Another chance. He moaned as he felt the other man's cock drag across his face, his nose and brushing his lips. Without thinking and with a tortured groan, he reached up and guided his mouth onto the black cock above his face. Breathing hard, Lindsey could hardly believe what she was seeing. The contrast of the black and white male bodies pleasuring each other in a 69 position left her excited. Her pussy was swollen and moist. Her hand slid into her robe and under her panties finding her hairy. After making an appointment for the next Monday next he gave me a goodcheck up, making sure that the implant was ok and the rest of me was ok,commenting upon the swelling around my nipples that I thought was wishfulthinking, he said that it was signs that the hormones were working whichreally pleased me, soon, oh soon I would have my own little breasts.Back in my room I attached my breast forms and wiggled into my Wee Vee,now I felt better, I would only look better when the bruises receded.I.