It was hard to not take it in my mouth, it looked so delicious, I wanted to feel it on my lips and tongue, but I needed to japanese practice stroking, so after a few loving kisses and a short suck and tongue-roll I just could not resist indulging in, I went to work on the knob, eagerly, but gently and lovingly, even adoringly. “Darnell, you have a beautiful penis, and I need to practice stroking now, but some day, I want to worship it with my mouth the way it deserves to be worshipped.” He had been sorta frowning at me until then, but he actually grinned, and chuckled softly then smiled. “I promise, white boy, I promise.” I went to work on it, grasping the tip in my palm, tickling the shaft with my fingers and continuing on his big balls with my other hand. More, the whole time I, well, I just couldn’t help myself, I couldn’t stop talking about it, praising its shape and not at all deficient or inadequate length and girth. I slathered it in Crisco so my hand slid up and down on it smoothly. At fetish first even despite the smile he had given me, he was a little aloof, hardly acknowledging me at all. But eventually, as he started to leak precum, he started to make humming sounds that punctuated every stroke I made, which made me happy. “Faster, sissy!” he ordered me. A few moments of that and he grabbed me by the back of the head: “On your face or in your mouth, sissy?” Since I was practicing with the hand, I didn’t want to break discipline by using my mouth, even though I did want to taste his cum. “Face, sir, but could you please aim for my tongue?” And with that I got my face close and quickened my pace even further, squeezing gently on the tip and stroke gently down to the base, tilted my head back, opened my mouth and offered my tongue. In that facial posture I could not offer oral worship to his pretty dick properly so I settled for whining imploringly and was quickly rewarded with three quick squirts, the first on my tongue, the second into my mouth and all the way to the back of my throat and the last right between the eyes, it dripped gloriously down my nose and onto both cheeks. I was so happy. That left Donnell for me to service and try to please and impress, instead it was he who impressed me, his manhood was, if anything, a little longer than Dannell’s as it didn’t have the slight curve. When I saw that, I could not help but giggle a little, “So, you two aren’t identical after all!” We all laughed. “Now gimme that big brown thing, Donnell!” and I knelt down in front of him, ready, willing and eager to please. And I did my best, repeating the techniques, I had used on Dannell and Darnell and enjoying the feel and heft of it on my hand and the girth and warmth and taste of it in my mouth. My reward was a fuckin’ huge, and I mean huge load, 5 spurts into group Hardcore sex my mouth, one actually hitting the back of my throat, which made me choke, and when Donnell pulled out to let me try and catch my breath, another tremendous one in my face. Donnell’s spunk was delicious, he could see the puzzlement on my face, since, not that any had tasted bad, but his was really sweet. He looked at me and said, I wanted to give you a special treat, so I haven’t had anything too spicy to eat for a couple of days and before coming over, I ate a small can of artichoke hearts, I heard they make your spunk taste sweeter.” He was right, the artichoke hearts did asian the trick, his cum was delicious. Hearing a dial tone, she listened for the asian tell tale minor echo that told her that someone had picked up the other phone to listen Hardcore in. Hearing no echo, she dialed her best friend Kim. I sensed Lydia studying me surreptitiously as she ate; doubtless, she wanted to pose the same question but dared not, as I was her thane. It wasn’t just me being fucked, I got a chance to get mine too. She presents to me my cock clone and holds it up right next to my real cock. You are free to go back to your prior lives." “Oh, that's it, Lilith. Where do I go from here? “Oh, I just followed the directions.” She said while pulling pots and pans out to cook on. So if we both say, by accident, let’s not wig out. I parked in the restricted lot, placing a placard saying –U.S. MARSHAL on the top line and OFFICIAL BUSINESS on the bottom. Kohsoom was standing very close to me now, her bikini-clad fetish bust – all the girls were only wearing bikinis – brushing against my arm as we talked. Elsie never kept secrets. They dangle when viewed from behind plus they ache when I don’t empty them. group sex I beckoned him japanese with my fingers. I shook my head, more of those waves drowning my mind. She felt the warm sticky cum inside her and then she had a little orgasm, not like the first one but still her body tensed squeezing the cock inside her. Can someone get us another round Charles?” The salty flavor or precum grew. She was a woman now…a complete woman…no longer a virgin in any way and longed for another afternoon. Before you knew it she was swallowing handfuls of cum, and she loved every drop. I turned in his arms and his hands caressed my back to my butt. Linda, the baboon, was riding my face, looking at Betty. All of the seniors were his friends.