Even the way he laughingly called me a whore. It didn’t come off as an insult, but almost seemed like a term of endearment. And that last orgasm w...s mind blowing. My ass felt stretched and full, but not sore, like other clumsy attempts from a previous friend. I thought about really not knowing this guy. Just a casual meet up. What if he did have 5 guys ready to fuck me? After all, he knew where I lived. Was he serious? I lay there enjoying that fresh fucked feeling I thought about how I. Next door he spied his neighbour Veronica Robinson, or “Ronnie” as she liked to be called. His sexy neighbour was sunning herself on a pink plastic lawn chair. Gazing at his neighbour’s ripe female body young Rob hoped he wouldn’t get an erection in his jean shorts. The horny teenager thought his older neighbour Ronnie was the sexiest woman he had ever seen in real life. She looked almost exactly like Anne Randall, his favourite Playboy Playmate. The sexy wife living next door had the same. So, on a Saturday morning, Sean drove Melanie over to Bill and Bonnie’s place, where I was to meet them at 7:30. I, in fact, decided to get there early to set up some cameras on the front lawn; and it’s a good thing I did, because Melanie was too excited to sleep that night and convinced Sean to get there at 7. Sean was laughing when he drove up, because Melanie had spent almost an hour in the bathroom making sure her make-up was perfect, and STILL was fixing it in the little car mirror.“Rambo. She put a hand into the back of my hair, which had grown to collar lengthby then, pulled me forward and pressed her open mouth to my lips. I wasso startled that I opened my own mouth and felt her tongue invade it. Wehadn't kissed for over a year. Her passion made my cock try to harden,but it was trapped in a tight chastity cage and could only strain againstits confines, causing me more of the discomfort that was my constantcompanion. Despite not having kissed for so long, I knew that.