A perfect handful, he noticed the instant he saw her that she had no bra on. Now, touching her breasts, he can feel every inch of the perky crests, st...aining towards his attention. He breaks the kiss to set his lips cruising leisurely down her neck, hitting all the sensitive spots he knows so well. Her breath catches, then releases in a rush as he begins to slowly unbutton her white shirt. Her eyes locked on his, she kicks off her heeled black mules, sending one skittering across the wood. I stood up at the end of the bed so she could see me with her head propped up on a pillow. I took my shirt off, my jeans, which had a wet dot on one of the legs from my cock getting itself ready, and then my underwear. They were black, so you couldn't see the wet spot, even though it was very much so there. They were really tight on me, so you could pretty well make out my cock without having to try. I pulled these off and started to touch myself in front of her. She was really enjoying. They quickly surrounded me, pulling their cocks out of their pants as they did. I looked around and gulped. Gunther pushed me down onto my back on top of the power box and quickly I was encircled. I took one cock in each hand and hanging my head over the edge of the box, took a third in my mouth. Meanwhile Gunther was rubbing his dick across the lips of my pussy, smearing it with his pre-cum before sliding it in me. The cabbie in my mouth started fucking my throat, slowly at first, but. Johnny still bought Playboy out of habit, but if truth was to be told, the Victoria's Secret catalog was his most favorite reading matter. Not that he could explain why... but he was about to meet a man who had all the answers. He pulled into a space not too far from his favorite entrance to the mall, walked in and headed to the spot where Waldenbooks was... or should have been. In its place was an odd, ramshackle establishment called "Spells-R-Us." "What the hell?" Johnny muttered to himself..