Every few months, dad would take a picture of me and send it off to his friend and we would get a pic of his son in return.I watched my betrothed grow...from a snotty nosed little kid into a handsome quite ravishing young man. I had fallen in love with him long before I ever met him. Dad would tell me all about him, as I presume he was told all about me.By the time I had turned seventeen, he was already twenty-three. He had studied to become a structural engineer and worked for a well-off. My tongue is going wild on your clitty ... first side to side then up and down and then back to side to side 13:48My other hand goes from teasing your nipples to giving nice squeezes to your tits ... my fingers at your vagina now more insistant and pushing in slightly ... you find yourself thrusting up against them and soon the two fingers are nearly fully in your vagina with the finger tips up and applying a slight rub and pressure right back up to that spot on the outside where you clit is. Bbc sprung from boxer one after another in the dark we were way too slow once they dive in''any little cock boy wanna touch a real cock?''laughing together at us all of them wanting us to throw our boxer too, night bath rules they saidnot wanting too and swimming away was uselessall 3 line us up standing in the low water side of the pool, our wet boxer pulled off trying to fight em scarred and not wanting to be nakedall 3 of regular size trying to hide our 6inch , bigger hard black cocks all. To be honest, we had seen so much of each other over the previous month or so that I was wondering if I was slowly falling for him, as I really enjoyed being with him and not just when I had access to his cock.On entering the toilets I noticed that it had a long urinal on my left, suitable for perhaps ten or so guys to pee simultaneously, but to my right I found what I was looking for, which was a row of cubicles at ninety degrees to the urinal. I headed for the last cubicle of eight, which I.