And there was nothing I could do about it. The bottom drawer in my cupboard was full of stuff that absolutely, positively guaranteed a longer dick: cr...ams and lotions, pumps and weights and suction gizmos and stretchy bands. Over the years I’d tried everything but all it had done was empty my bank balance and give me a sore – and still small – prick. I’d sought advice, too, and they’d all said the same thing – not to worry about it. In different ways, of course, like my G.P. ‘It’s still. It was almost time for the famous “YEEEEEEEAAAAAAHAHHHH” to come in, that many people could never quite figure out, because the organ pulsed all over the place, repeating some phrases. She hit it right on the money, though, as he stepped into the room.Apparently, she hadn’t been kidding when she said she didn’t own any clothes she could get paint on.She had decided to paint in just her panties.Her head was back, her face to the ceiling, as she sang “YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH” along with Roger Daltrey,. The guy that had just had me, put his cock back in my mouth as I cleaned his cum off of it. Then I felt another guy behind me. It was the first guy I had taken, pushing his cock against my ass. Trying to get his cock back in there with Sam's. Sam backed his cock out a little while they tried to DP me. Then the heavier guy reached up into my face with that little jar again and told me to sniff as hard as I could. Taking in the fumes, while my heart was racing, my tight hole relaxed a bit. They continued in this delightful fashion for some time, gentle sighs and gasps sounding in the still night air. Then Charles disengaged from her mouth and spoke quietly.‘Lie up on the pillows Mary, and part your legs.’ She complied and with a look that spoke volumes he moved smoothly down the bed to lie between them. Moments later his agile tongue was at her cunny.The girl cried out with pleasure as he went to work, her eyes closing as she leant back onto the pillows.‘He is very good at that,’.