I wondered what he might want this time. I thought of the feeling of his cock in my mouth and figured I would need someplace private to suck him off s...o I turned up a side road and headed towards a spot I’d used for beer parties. It was a field driveway but it went through some trees and made it impossible to be seen from the road. Suddenly Dick looked at me. “Can I cornhole ya?” he said. I was too ignorant to understand his request. “What’s that?” I asked. “Can I fuck you up the ass?” he. Now she did not look dowdy at all. She wore heavy make-up and a blonde wig and a party dress that had a bare back and a slit half-way up her thigh. If you looked at the slit you could see where the top of her stocking ended and the creamy flesh of her thigh began.She welcomed them with a flashy smile. "So glad you could come. My God, he's adorable. Where did you find such a cute one?"Ken blushed as she patted his cheek.Brenda suspected they were in for a hot time with the Haverkamps. Wilma. I aimed my stiff cock right between her breasts, which is where my jets of hot jism hit her, before running down over her taut belly and collecting at the top of her tangle of reddish pubes. “What a dirty little wanker, you are, David,” Meggie scolded me, although she was obviously delighted at this display of unabashed lust. After I had worked out for a while and Meggie had had a chance to lay back on the sofa and masterbate, she decided my newly muscular body would look better with a coating. Maybe it’s the contrast to you that draws you there. You’re all hard lines and planes and angles, muscled limbs and stubble. Maybe we naturally seek out the opposite, in order to better appreciate our own uniqueness. I stretch languorously and roll onto my back to give you better access. The palm of your hand rubs slow, lazy circles upon my belly, soothing and intimate. There are nights you do this and it lulls me to sleep, safe and warm in your love. Not so tonight. Tonight, the caress.