As there bodies parted, with an audible “plop” Mex could not help but notice the distinctive smell of her juices. They suddenly seemed to pervade ...he whole room. Something between the smell of old urine and rotten fish, he always found it strangely intoxicating. Smells like shit but tastes like honey, someone had famously written. Without hesitation, Mex lowered his head to service that hidden little button that would transport Milly back to sexual paradise. Milly now lay flat on her back on. What did she do with this thing? Was is some toy left over from when Dad was alive? God, I couldn't imagine my parents playing sex games that involved toys like this one! Sure, they were very much in love, and I used to hear them making out late at night, when they thought I was asleep, but it was always the standard kind of stuff that guys and girls do together.I sniffed at the dildo, and my eyes got big. This wasn't some old leftover. This baby was in current use! It absolutely reeked of. Alicia sighed and went to the door. Two teenage boys were at the door."Hey, we lost our dog. We think he went into your yard," one of themsaid."I can go check. Stay right here," Alicia offered."Can we check ourselves," the boy pressed.Alicia narrowed her eyes. "No, you may not," she refused.Alicia went to the back and looked for the lost dog. Seeing nothing, shewent back inside the house only to find the two boys snooping around theapartment. "Nice place you got here," one of them said."Get. “I love a challenge and a blowing a hung fifteen-year younger bisexual man right now is a challenge I am going to enjoy, especially while Mary and my man watch,” I tell Shane as I tease his roaring erection with my finger tips.“Do you like my arse Shane?, most men do and I love having it licked and kissed before I blow a man, especially with two people watching, do it for me now before I have you.“So good,” I moan as he kisses my arse with gusto.“I love a challenge and a blowing a hung.