.. stop." Finally my words broke through the fog of her orgasm and she stopped working on my cock. "How was your first sixty-nine?" I asked her as she...moved on the bed to kneel facing me. "I can see why some girls like to do that. Both the guy and the gal can cum, pretty much at the same time." She looked at me and one of her funny grins came over her face. "I've heard girls say they don't like it. I can't understand why."I smiled and reached over to gently stroke her arm. "We've discussed this. Amber went to the kitchen to make breakfast while she laid out her the pans she heard the side gate open, joy filled her chest as the back door opened,"Are you hungry?" She continued to get things ready without looking back.Henry didn't answer, he lifted the back of her dress exposing her bare body. She pushed her ass out letting his rough fingers probe her, as she was wet he scooped her up and carried her to the living room. Throwing her on the couch he pulled down his shorts and forced. Amber. She seemed to hesitate. ‘What’s up?’ I asked, thinking the game was over. ‘I want to suck his dick,’ she whispered. ‘You do?’ my dick hardened even more. This was what I wanted to see. ‘Is that okay?’ ‘Fuck yeah. Do it.’ Having overheard us, Charles leaned back on the couch, opening his legs to give her access to his cock. I didn’t want her to stop and have second thoughts, so I pushed her head gently downward. At the same time, Charles put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her. God or nature,Take your pick,Must have thoughtA million years or soBefore decidingWhere to placeThe buttocksSo as to transformTorso into thighs,Thighs into backAnd belly;We can only wonder howMany millennia HeOr it spent in fixingThe location of women'sBouncing breasts.There is something about a pairOf buttocks, sleek and full and round,That begs for punishment.In a cruel world such as ours,Beauty is as much or moreA liability as it is an asset.Woe be she who is callipygian,For she shall be.