His arms around my neck as we kissed quicker and more intense. After a good five minutes I said "Take your shoes off and come with me" as I led him up...tairs.Leading him by the hand we went into my bedroom and stood at the side of the bed our kisses started up again. A couple of minutes went by and I put my hands around his waist and lifted up his T shirt, taking it off over his head and then pulling mine off myself, as we resumed kissing my hands ran up and down his torso. After another few. When he started cumming I let him stay in my mouth anddrank it down. After all the beer I drank that nightthe cum didn’t taste bad at all. I figured it would bea natural reflex to do that even when asleep and Iwanted the dog to have what I would expect Lane to doin his sleep. I was preparing him to be a steady fuckerof Lane’s mouth.I let Lane’s dog fuck my mouth this way a couple moretimes that night and by the third time I pretended tobe asleep and he just came over, mounted. That’s how.”I look down. I don’t want to admit it, but he’s right.“Anything else?” I ask.“So you don’t remember…” his hand goes to the inside pocket of his jacket. “That’s a shame. You’ll have to learn to do better.”He takes out a small card and flicks it at me. I scramble to catch it, which I regret immediately. I must look foolish. Inspecting it closely, it is a business card. It says “OBICH” in bold letters and in smaller ones under it Hunter Ferguson, which I remember now is his. .. Oh god', she squealed in excitement as my tongue probed her hole. She leant forward to give me better access to her and I slid my tongue up and down her slit.The Captain put her hands on the bed, and seeing my erect cock in front of her face, began devouring it, like I was doing with her. Her tongue ran underneath my foreskin and along the head of my cock and I began squealing in pleasure. Could I really cum in the Captains mouth?The Captain loved my tongue circling her butthole, and with my.