Similar to when Paul and I double fucked Cano and Sammy last spring, I loved the feeling created by that hard purple dick as it pressed along the unde...side of my ass encased shaft. The thin member separating Colleen’s plastic dick and my hard-on didn’t block any of those wonderfully unique sensations in my body. Colleen and I soon found a nice rhythm to share fucking Tempe’s two lower passages.I did my best to keep Tempe’s mouth glued to mine to limit her extremely loud orgasmic cries. When. The man seemed to be appraising his situation as well. His eyes glanced around to all the others: one comrade probably dead; another engaged in a defensive reaction to a fierce onslaught of flashing sword-play; the last weakly stumbling, his sword used more as a crutch than a useful weapon. Then, there was this slave who had quickly wounded one and was now approaching him with a scarily calm confidence. Without intention, he had become the reacting combatant, left with the mentality of spotting. Andy and I took him to the basement to our "weight room." As soon as the basement door closed, Ed asked, "Did your Mom find you this morning?" Yeah. I'm grounded for two weeks," I explained.Ed answered, "That sucks. I'm sorry, man. Your mom called my house this morning while I was asleep. I got the third degree from my mom after the phone call. I didn't admit to anything, but I think she knows I was involved."Andy asked, "What did you do to get Mom and Dad so mad?"I explained, "I spent last. I fired up the joint. I inhaled the smoke deeply into my lungs. I held for about thirty seconds, and then exhaled. I took a sip of my brandy. Then relit the joint and took another hit. After I exhaled I took another sip of brandy. The marijuana hit me. My head felt like it had expanded by about two inches in circumference. I became more sensitive, I felt my lips, when I pressed them together slightly it was almost like I was kissing. I ran my hands over my girls and then down my body. My dress.