Once in the bedroom I bend your quivering body over the bed and run my fingers up your dripping wet pleasure palace. Then, rubbing the head of my cock...on your wetness, about to insert just the tip, you turn and insist on tasting your juices from my rock-hard cock. Never one to decline a lady’s wish, I step-back as you crawl towards me, lifting your head to lick my shaft from the bottom to the tip, as you settle on your knees. Swirling your tongue around the head of my cock, tasting your. I was getting a bit frustrated day by day. I decided to give him more time now. I thought few minutes wasn’t enough for him.So I conveyed my message to him that I wasn’t sure that I was feeling alright with few minutes meet. He understood what I meant and proposed an idea. He said that he was free between 1 pm to 3 pm at the gym as no one visited there. So if I was comfortable, we could meet there.That was a good plan, I guess, two hours of complete privacy at the gym in covered walls. I agreed. And then Zeke began to slowly fuck him. Now the boy felt a mixture of pain and pleasure. Pleasure? He couldn't really like this, could he? Zeke began to pound him faster. As the tempo sped up, the pain really was turning to pleasure. Zeke plunged his tongue into the boy's mouth as he continued to fuck his male pussy. The boy was moaning now and his own cock was rock hard. Zeke knew he had the boy now."Do you want me stop, bitch?" Zeke sneered."No, please. Please don't stop." The boy. " The photo from your yearbook really doesn't do you justice," Chris chimed in. In the photo, Ruth looked cute – but that was all. Now she looked pretty. The hair that had been tied back in a ponytail in the picture now was in ringlets that cascaded down her shoulders. The school sweater and white shirt had been replaced by a blue blouse that highlighted her eyes. Ruth was never going to be considered "heroin-chic thin" but her curves appeared to be numerous and all be in the right places."Come.