Those girls had played her dirty and she all she had done was to offer their boyfriends a little bit of strange with her bottom on display for their e...tertaining needs.Morgan just needed a short respite to get her feminine folds back in proper working order and hope that the tenderness in her nether regions would dissipate with the salve from the physician’s stock. In all honesty, she had discovered the value of something nice and hard up her backside when the lights were off and nobody could. Huh? What did I do?I then remembered that when I had arched my back, I must have forced my penis further into Kristen's mouth than she could take. Did I almost choke her?But Kristen wasn't looking at me. She was looking at Wendy. "Don't you EVER make me laugh with that... monster... in my mouth!"I felt better; Kristen wasn't angry with me. Then I giggled as I imagined Kristen attempting to keep from laughing while she had a sizable portion of my pecker in her throat. It was a weird mental. “Are you going to do it?”“What’s your advice?”“If she wants to, go for it. Show her that body of yours.”“What if she wants more?”“You don’t need my permission, but you have it.”Echoes of Birgit. “Thanks.”Saturday was a repeat of the last several, though this time Andreas was gone all afternoon. Jennifer ate lunch with me as usual. I confided in her what I thought was going on with the deli and with Larry’s grandpa.“Whoa! Are you sure you want to be involved with that?”“Afraid I’ll take. His hands still holding my head, he began to push his cock deep into my mouth. I moaned, tasting more pre-cum as it oozed into my mouth. God, it tasted so good, I thought. He started out slow and gentle. But, within a few strokes he was fucking my sissy face hard, his balls slapped my chin with each thrust. I rolled my eyes upward and looked at him and he looked down at me. After a few minutes of his forceful thrusting, he let go of my head and pulled his cock out of my wet little mouth..