” “yeah Rasha eat that twat.” It was my first time eating pussy. I really didn’t know how so I just did it. I must’ve of been doing well bec...use Tammy seemed to love it. “ummmmmm yeah Rasha.” I really got into it and became focused on her lovely twat when all the sudden I got a surprise. I feel Tammy’s hand press against the crouch of my jeans. She squeezed and rubbed me. It was the closet a girl had ever gotten to my pussy and I couldn’t wait till she went further. Her hand undid my zipper. "Yes, I am a freshman at the university." Well, this should be a very educational evening for you." The woman said who opened the door. "Now get down on all fours with your knees spread apart so that we can examine that nice ass of your more closely."I felt like a cow being examined before auction. Their hands were everywhere, feeling my body and most private parts. One of the women went into the kitchen and brought out a wooden straight back chair and placed it in the middle of the living. She _always_ seemed to have something going on. When Michelle finally decided it was time for her to go, Nick led her to the door at the back of the kitchen, there was a drunken uncle sleeping in front of the other one. He rather absently noted the small green plant dangling over the door. "Hey, look up," Nick suggested with a grin, suggestively glancing up at the plant. She did. "Isn't that mistletoe?" "Yup." Nick gave his girlfriend a broad grin. "And you know what that means." Michelle. I started stroking on my shaft, cupping my balls with my left hand. Slowly up and down, reaching it's full vein poppin hardness. I tilt my head back, and prop my left leg up on a planter sitting next to the chair, exposing my awesome hairyness under my balls and ass. Throwing my left arm up and grabbing the back of my head, I turn and take a deep whiff of my bushy rank pits. “Oh ya—that's funky” in a low baritone voice. Mr. Wilson and Johnny rubbing their crotches even harder now, along with.