The reaction was lovely. I slid my tongue southward, stiffening it, and shoved it in her hole, allowing my tongue to slither to and fro in her walls. ...om let out a squeal, her body lurching. I slapped my hand against her ass. "Bad mommy," I said. "Stop squirming." Surprisingly, she did as she was told, her muscles relaxing. Her moans grew louder as my tongue explored her, slurping hungrily at her cunt, flicking stiffly at her throbbing clit. It wasn't long before the lower. To me, it was the same as getting some eggs at the store as far as I was concerned - and nobody gets PTSD from buying eggs.Meanwhile, back to the lady friend who was a sweet 16 brunette who loved to fuck and we did - a lot - not that I was any great shakes at it except for being eager as hell. Well, she arranged for us to spend some time at her cousin’s apartment across the city. What I didn’t know was that while we were going there to shag, her cousin was going to be doing the same thing. The. .. Another question that would never be answered. I suspect you had to be very, very close to your granny to ask if she shared a bath with your granddad. I put that out of my mind as a hand felt between my legs and started stroking me. I leant back and enjoyed a woman holding me and crawling up my body, more and more flesh on flesh contact. I felt down as well and found her thighs, then slit, then a spongy entrance with a finger or two. “Gently, David, not much has gone in there”“Are you a. Arnie suggested I could pick up some items and go try them on.I got inside a changing booth and undressed; putting on a sexy tiny thong matching with a lace bra. I went out to show Arnie and he liked it. I also noticed that the black clerk had moved closer to get a better look.Both black guys staring at my body made me feel some heat in my pussy. I was getting aroused by the second…The longer I stood there chatting with them staring at me the horny I got. I wanted Arnie to reach out and twist.