" --------------- Her husband was sitting in the living room. Martha took the ...hair next to him, leaving me standing facing them. "Remove your skirt, Anne," she told me quietly. I let it drop to the floor and stepped out of it. "I told you how easy she would be," she said to him, "and you couldn't even get that right." She looked at me, smiling that pretty, winsome smile of hers, and told me, "Stroke yourself like you. ’ he quipped playfully. And with that I slowly opened my mouth, feeling the heat rise off of his manhood I let my tongue out ever so slightly touching the tip of his dick tasting, for the first time in my life, his precum. It was different than what I thought it would be, salty but somehow really sweet. Closing my eyes I savored the taste. Becoming more adventurous I rose up sliding my tongue along his smooth shaft feeling every crevice and vein taking in the musky aroma.Slowly I reached up. My heart is pounding hard, I'm getting closer and closer. The blonde girl presses her mouth to my balls and swirls her tongue around the shaven skin of my sack, at the same time her sultry friend digs her nails into the flesh of my cheeks. I can't take any more. I squeeze the little nipple in my hand as hard as I can making the shy girl squeel loudly while I pump my fist harder and harder. Both girls now lick and suck on my swelling sack, their tounges meeting each others around my skin. Beyond. No need for Playboys any longer; one of us (it seems to have been primarily Joey) would ask the other, "Do you want to Do It"? One time when we were at the Movies together he was rock hard and wanted to do it . So we left the movie early and rode our bikes to the Grave Yard and our spot behind the hedges to Do It. Another time my parents were over to his house for an evening of beer and pinochle; as it was getting past our bed time they sent Joey and I up to his room to go to bed. How bold we.