“Privately,” Elyse replied, taking my hand and leading me to my study.“What’s going on?” I asked.“They can’t come because Marty is sick....��“Sick?”“Tracey said he was diagnosed with Kaposi’s sarcoma. If Jessica were here, she’d know immediately what that means. I had to ask.”“Which is?”“It’s one of the primary AIDS-defining illnesses.”“Oh, shit,” I sighed.“I’m not supposed to share that with anyone except you,” Elyse said.“What about Tracey?”“She’s HIV positive, but she has no symptoms of AIDS and. "We've all seen how big yours is, mate..no need to hide it now," he said referring to the "flashing" in lessons." Here, this'll help," and he reached under the bed on which I was sat and pulled out a pile of ragged porno mags.All three of us fell on this pile of top '70's smut and spread the mags all around the room, open at favourite pages. Three virgins confronted with giant boobs and hairy fannys. We dared and double dared one another and generally egged each other on. Pretty soon we were. My lover continued to take my cock into her mouth and throat and pull it out again. I wasn't going to last long. It couldn't have been more than sixty seconds before Julie's actions almost literally sucked the cum from my balls."Jesus! I'm ... oohhh ... cumming!" I moaned. My cum boiled out of me and spurted down Julie's throat. She pulled back a little and took the remaining half dozen spurts in her mouth. I collapsed back on my bed. Julie hovered over me, licking the last of my cum off her. So far so good. “You just moved here?” I asked. She looked around at the new property. It was a two-story town home with white paneling and the basic shingle roof, but it was cute with its rose bushes, oak trees, and brand new wooden fencing around the back. “Yep, I moved down from New York,” Lily stated. The breeze caught her hair, blowing locks of gold across her perfect face. She shook it off and rubbed her arms. “You chilly?” I asked. She shook her head. “No, I should probably help my.