It was a pretty good size – probably over six inches and got fatter as it descended.Matt said, “I guess I do. Okay, here goes.”He turned slightl... and leaned down. He paused inches from the tip of the head, stuck his tongue out and pressed it against Bert’s piss slit. He flared his lips and covered the end of his cock. Bert just sat looking at the back of Matt’s head.Matt opened his mouth and slid it down until his lips touched Bert’s zipper. He tried to pull the fly farther apart. Bert had bit. Let me ask you about yesterday, okay? I’m just trying to help you understand what happened and maybe why. Why do you think you didn’t stop what we were doing? Do you have any idea?”A few minutes passed, but i didn’t answer. i was still upset, and was trying to calm down.“Okay, that’s okay.” He paused as if he were thinking and then said, “Let me ask you this then. Yesterday, it seemed to me, and I might be completely wrong about this so don’t get upset, but it seemed to me that before you made. ' All I can do is shake my head."As they headed towards the dinning room, Alex asked, "Did your motherhave anything to say about me being in a dress?" Not really," Veronica shook her head. "She was kind of caught up in thefact that the dress was 'hers.' Almost as if she could wear it herselfif she wanted to. Besides, she's a lot kinkier than I am. Believe me,whatever we may be doing is tame compared to what my mother has gottenup to through the years."As they entered the dining room, June. I put my hand on her warm stomach and rubbed her affectionately, then began to slide it under her skin tight pyjamas. I delicately massaged her soft, velvety skin as I my hand slowly crept up to her juicy boobs. Taylor suddenly stirred, and upon looking at her cat-like face I saw her sapphire blue eyes glaring into my hazel ones. She pulled my hand out from under her pyjamas and shoved me away. I couldn't take it anymore, this was the last straw. "What's the matter Taylor!" I yelled, with anger.