The other guy out weighed John by about50 pounds and was very muscled, with short blond hair and green eyes.Neither one of them was a dog, if you like...guys. I wasn't sure. I'd neverbeen with a guy, but I certainly had butterflies in my stomach. Nah. Mustbe just this nervousness I've had since John called yesterday.John greeted us. "Kelly, Ms. Roberts. You made it. Frankly, I wasn't sureyou would come."I said, "Frankly, I wasn't sure myself." Ladies, this is a friend of mine, Zack Burton. Zack. He saw her unbutton her blouse, saw the beautiful satin bra emerge and watched as she touched her nipples, pinching them and squeezing them until they stood out through the material. He was so turned on and wondered if he was meant to be doing something. Did she expect him to try and touch her? By this time his confined erection was becoming painful, and no matter how embarrasing it was he had to do something about it. He moved his hand to his lap, ashamed, but she was staring at him as if. I unlocked and opened the French doors in the back. The house was dark and quiet. The only noise I heard was from the air conditioning. Even so, it seemed way too warm, but then maybe it was my fear. Quietly I made my way down the hallway. I paused at the stairs to listen. I could hear him snoring all the way down here.Using the penlight, I snuck down the hall to the entertainment room. After closing the door, I turned on the light. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust as I sat down next to. I scooped up some of Tim’s spunk and feed it to him. His lips clamped on my fingers as he sucked them clean. I feed him all his cum on his chest and throat, Tim’s one sexual slut, I love it! I watched Fred and Tim going at it and I reflected on what I had just experienced. I had my very first deep throat and spit roasting of a bottom. There was this other deliciously weird thing I had experienced. When I was fully in Tim’s throat, I could feel his eye lashes tickle my balls every time he.