Buster was his name. I laugh to think of it now. Good ol’ Buster. He didn’t know what hit him! How could he? I suspect he had spent a lot of lifet...mes digging dirt. I suspected this one held all the promise for him of a plumbing job, complete with drooping pants that never could seem to stay up over that crack! I have to smile when I remember Buster. He was a sweet kid. He grew up to be a sweet teddy bear of a man. He had a pecking hen for a wife and seven yammering youngsters. Lived all his. "Yes my loving Queen .. I am going to do that again and again, you are so cute." After saying this, I kissed her and put my cock in her pussy and started fucking her. After a while, Sara started kissing me and started playing with the boobs of Zarina. I started to moan, she said - Aamir!, this time, fuck us together. I started pressing Zarina nipples with one hand and Sara's nipple with the other hand. Both of them were below me. After some time, I changed the position and laid down on my. He was okay, I guess, but he was over-muscly for my taste. Luther, on the other hand, was fit but finely sculpted, like a work of art.“How long have you known? How could you keep this from me?” I wailed.“Shit, you got it bad,” commiserated Janice.“Intervention,” sang Cilla and Alicia in harmony.“Just how do you plan to do that?” asked Janice sceptically.“I bet Luther’s a virgin,” said Cilla. “Once he’s introduced to Heather’s womanly pleasures, perhaps he’ll change.”“Has he ever seen you. By now a very prominent bulge had developed in my pants. I felt I had to relieve myself. Being 21 years old, my parents had decided that I was responsible enough to be left to take care of the house while they go on their yearly summer retreat at a friend’s beach house. Having no brothers or sisters, I had the house pretty much to myself, occasionally inviting girl-friends.Leaving Jenny chatting with her grandma, I raced to the bathroom and quickly removed my aching cock from its ‘solitary.