It felt completely wrong. I had never heard of such a fetish. Each time I would cum from this type of fantasy I would try to purge it from my mind onl... to have it come back stronger the next time I was stroking. Many times as I fucked my wife missionary, I would fantasize about he being a slut and taking on 2 or 3 lovers at a time and coming back to me and cum hard deep in her pussy.Like I said, without my knowing, Suzie was feeing just as horny. On the outside, our friends and family thought. They stood over them laughing, they said ok, fucking time, and they all dropped there sweat pants. The girls laid there looking up at them, none of them were too big, so they knew it wasn’t going to hurt, they were forced up on there hands and knees, then they were entered and fucked until the guys all came, then the leader dropped his pants and the girls knew they were in trouble, he wasn’t very long, but he was wide, really wide, wider that anything Sam or Katie had ever had in them, they. ‘Oh, my,’ she whispered. ‘Oh my, my, uhmmmmmm–gaaaawd!’ Her breast became soft points pressing into his chest as he raised her legs. They slid around his hips. Her lips moved lightly along his collarbone, her tongue drawing delicate patterns on his skin. She paused, pressing herself hard against him, opening herself. She whimpered, her teeth sinking softly into the flesh of his neck. Her breath came in short wisps as she moaned huskily into his shoulder. He entered her easily. She moaned and. You get your choice. Which would you rather have, the trick&hellip, and then, pulling himself so close that her full red lips barely brushed his own, &hellip,or the treat? Brooklyn could barely stammer out response. She was so sure this was Danny, but face to face, he acted so differently. Maybe it was the Wine cooler or his slick self-confident swag, but Brooklyn found herself answering somewhat stupidly, Ill take the treat. The man in black sprang backward. Excellent, he grinned, slowly.