"Fuck mum, yes, suck it. Suck my dick," he gasped, "make me cum. Make yourson cum and shoot his load all over this sissy's waiting face."Hearing his b...other on the edge of an orgasm, Chris began to shaft me evenharder, sending waves rocking through my body and causing me to shaft hismother ever more vigorously."Oh yes. That's it. Fuck I'm gonna cum in this tight sissy arse!" hecried, "Yes. Yes. YES!! FUCK, I'M CUMMING."His orgasm shook my body completely as he rammed his dick right up into meso. Heb ik gezegt dat je de plug uit je reet mocht halen. Nee meesteres mijn excuus. Ik probeer de plug weer snel ik mijn reet te stoppen. Dacht het niet zei ze, kom hier met de plug. Je hebt het verbtuikt. Ze gooide de plug in de hoek en pakte uit een la een andere anaalplug. Deze was 5 cm dik en 15 cm lang. Meesteres die kan ik echt niet hebben. Jou probleem zei ze dan had je de plug niet eruit moeten halen. Ze zette de grote plug om een houten stoel en smeerde deze in met veel glijmiddel. Zitten. Show him how good you are.“Yes, just like that, you are so good,” Jon rasped.“I love watching you pleasure another man baby. You are pleasing two men. His huge cock is rock hard. Do you like it? So is mine. I am going to masturbate for both of you.”Just then my phone rang. Mireille had diverted her phone to mine ‘in case of emergency.’ Determined to capitalize on the moment hoping it would be one of her girlfriends, I answered, “Sorry Mireille can’t come to the phone, she has her mouth. That dinner was the beginning of a romance that built in depth and intensity every time we were together. We learned a lot about each other on our dates; I guess that's what dating is for after all. Politically Beth was a little right of center and I thought she was a little too liberal. Neither of us liked or believed in the politicians in Washington; we thought that the ones on the state level were just as bad.We liked the same music and the same type of movies; John Wayne and Clint Eastwood.