Oh god, yes! He was hard and hot and buried so deeply in my ass and as I moved up and down and rocked my hips Bill’s moaning became louder. I was su...denly very aware of being watched. But for Bill’s moans, there wasn’t a sound from the other bed. I looked over and saw Reah, her body between Stacy’s spread legs and face lifted from her pussy, watching Bill and me. Stacy too had stopped and was watching, one hand still on Reah’s head while the other played with one nipple. The sight of those two. "Those are the most beautiful tits I've seen in years and years and years." Brandy thought "Tits ... he called them tits." It was a nasty word, a word her mother would have slapped her face for it she'd ever have uttered it. But it sounded ... sexy ... coming from Uncle Bob's mouth."Thank you." she whispered, embarrassed at his praise."No, thank YOU" he said. She looked at him and he was doing the same thing Bobby had been doing last night. He was sliding his hand up and down his penis. And now. ” She squirmed more forcefully, now clearly trying to work me up. Her curled and teased and sprayed hair rubbed against my face as she worked herself against me; up, down, side-to-side, mostly focused on the cock reaching out for her ass, through my pants and her dress, and the smell of hair products and cigarette smoke was hidden inside the waves, with perfume drifting up from somewhere below, probably that magnificent chest. With that thought, I opened my eyes, looked down over her. This is an open and honest blog from a girl wanting to talk to men who like me love sex. I dont posses a cock or balls, but the receptacle to envelope then and wrap them in soft moistened warm flesh, slippery and tight fitting, the perfect mold, but that's is just part of it, that is my cunt, the rest of me that gives life to it, is equally pleasurable, a nice ass to fondle as you slip in and out, pouting fresh lips to kiss, hard rubbery nipples to feel on your chest as they get crushed against.