I was actually surprised it didn't hurt, but I think the excitement had a lot to do with that :-)The guy fucking me was very, very verbally agressive ...nd this was also a turn on. The guy I was sucking was kinda quiet, but he was doing what the other asked: grabbing my head and feeding me more and more of his cock...they both wanted me to gag, not that I had a choice!I could tell it was turning the guy on because I was getting pumped harder and harder, and faster and faster, and his comments. I sucked that fake cock like it was a real one and tried to make love to it with my mouth. When it's big head hit the entrance to my throat, I relaxed my throat muscles and let it go right in. My lips pushed the rubber band against the base of her cock and I had taken all eight inches. I felt a real sense of accomplishment.Lori squealed, "Good cocksucker. Suck that cock." If that gay guy was here, you would be sucking him off right now like a horny little school girl."Secretly, I knew that she. The next Saturday, I went to Kara’s. Her complex had a pool and we arranged to spend the day in the sun and swimming. Without me knowing, Kara had invited Darren also, and I felt embarrassed when I saw him. Even though they had no idea I had been fantasizing about him, I knew. Once at the pool, Darren got in the water to cool off. It was hard not to notice his body. He had six pack abs and wore a tiny little swimsuit that left little to the imagination. I felt like Kara was watching me to see. I decided to take a little risk. I asked Kat if she was feeling adventurous and she nodded. I led her to an ottoman at the foot of a leather reading chair I used for quiet time. The ottoman had been a favorite of my wife’s. This method allowing both of us perhaps the easiest fuck both of us would have. It held precious memories for me that cruelly faded with time. I longed to use it again. I instructed Kat to lean over it for support. She bent over, the fabric supporting her breasts and.