“God your such a tease,” she moaned. With that I started working her clit with my tongue, making her moan with such delight she grabbed my cock ha...der. As she was moaning she kept stroking my dick, keeping it hard, then she took my cock in her mouth sucking it.“God fucking damn babe that was definitely not in my dream,” I said through my grunts of pleasure as her mouth and tongue worked my cock slowly, but amazingly erotic. After about ten minutes of her sucking, stroking, and licking me, she. " Listen Shelly. If we're going to have this conversation, we can't be saying 'his, um' and 'his you know' all the time. You're going to have to say what happened, and how it happened, and be very explicit. Otherwise our conversation is going to be a mass of 'ums' and 'you knows' and I won't understand a thing you're saying. Let me try to break the ice. Oral sex is called a 'blow job.'" She began to blush. I looked her in the eye. "It's his dick. Or cock, if you prefer. Or penis. Or woodie.". The three of them sat around talking for about half an hour before anything sexual occurred; and that was actually kind of a good way to start out. So, they started out slow, and things eventually heated up as time went by. The moment things took a sharp turn towards sex was when Cynthia, without a word from Tom, stood up and came over and sat down next to Hamid, and as soon as she had, she leaned over and kissed him on the mouth; and the kiss was one of those open-mouth ('French kiss') sort of. Oww, my poor ring feltlike it was stretched tight as a tennis racquet string.The last item was pretty daunting. I set the big, safety-orange gag onthe table to contemplate it as I drank a glass of wine. I saw that themiddle of the thing was bigger than its base, and that if one were ableto get that huge center part past one's teeth . . .Another glass of wine had me licking it, and pushing it into my mouth alittle way. Then I was back in front of the mirror with it, hips grindingas I sucked on.