Kari, of course, insisted that she come too, saying that she could just as easily work out at the Primdale house as at home, and it would save her fat...er a trip. He agreed, and the next day they all met together downstairs.Since Jeff already had experience now, he was able to easily adjust his routine to fit the new equipment. With Kari working in as well, it was like a game of musical chairs, with him constantly chasing her around the machines as they switched between them. They ended by bench. Her pussy was inches from my face, and it dripped its juices onto me. a****listic instincts took over; I buried my face in her bush, licking her outer lips and then her inner lips, all the time sucking away any cum that threatened to fall onto my face. As she sucked me hard again, she rubbed her body over my stomach and chest, covered with her cum. I moved my hands to hold onto her sides as she moved, nearly falling off of my body.My hand moved and probed into her cunt as my lips moved for my. He would come get me and take me into his bed. He would kiss me 'to calm me down' and more often than not he would kiss me on my mouth. One night he kissed me and said that when he did that I should kiss him back, so, being a good little boy, I did, and his kisses started lasting longer and longer. He would hold me against him and I could feel something hard, but I didn't know then what it was. It was now summer and he would have me sleep in just boxers and he would wear only boxers and. We both agreed it would be a great test of trust and honesty if we could share some of those ideas and inclinations that even at our most horny we were a little inhibited to share in case we came across as uncaring, weird or perverted in any way. So, back to the story. I know Meg likes her pussy licked. She knows I like my cock sucked. Doesn’t everyone? So we started talking and exploring how we liked to masturbate; how natural it was, what the preconceptions were about the activity as well as.