God, I’ve forgotten how hot you are.” I brought my fist up to my mouth and bit down on it; my heart was pounding hard. My chest constricted, then ... started breathing again, hard. I heard her murmuring. I realized you were kissing. I had not previously ever conceived so vividly the stripping, peeling away, tearing off, and strewing of clothes as I listened to the rustling sounds of fabric, crash of belt buckle, parting of the teeth down the zipper, the fall of shoes, and the clink of your. .. She doesn't wear anything underneath her long shirt!Unusual wet twat she sports ... but I pretend I do not notice as I coolly insert the temp into her tasty tight rosetteCute she looks like this, so submissive, sweet and seductive, I wish I can keep her like this and be mine for everThese few minutes I spend to caress her ass cheeks, checking them for firmness, as I grab them by both handsI take the thermometer out to read ... and conclude that she seems hot everywhere except inside her sexy. He must have feared me feeling his boner because he flipped me over. I heard him groan as his hard cock rubbed against mine and his weight on me made me hornier than ever before. By this stage we both knew what was happening but not how far this would go so we progressed slowly. He lay back on the bed an pushed down on my shoulders. Taking my opportunity I went down towards his crotch and holding his legs down buried my face in it. Rubbing around the area I became braver by the fact that he. "What smell?" I'd quickly replied, recovering my breath."I dunno," he'd muttered. "A weird smell. Not very nice. I've neversmelt it before."It's the smell of the stuff that produced you, I'd thought as I'd slylydabbed at a stray dribble oozing from my softening cock."It's just a smell men sometimes produce, Jake," I'd offered, tentatively."Oh right," he'd said. "Was that what the scratching was about?"I'd considered my answer and then settled for a cop out. "Kind of."At some point I'd tell.