"I meant 'before sex'." What were you planning for dinner?" Lauralee changed the subject, "I hope you didn't go to a lot of trouble." No, not at all. ...he salad's in the refrigerator and the baked potatoes are finished and in the warming oven. It's just a matter of putting the steaks on the grill." Hmmmmm," Ray looked from one woman to the other. The drink had relaxed him and was having a pleasantly languorous effect... except on his penis, which was stirring down there in his pants as he. It balanced out, Miles thought. Miles entered Ana’s condo through the front door. Same key, both doors, he figured right. In a jiff, he had gathered his clothes, which were still packed. He looked around, thinking of grabbing a souvenir, something to remember Ana by. What was the point, Miles thought? What difference does it make? Miles took the key off of his chain, tossed it on the floor, locked the door from behind, and exited through the same door he entered. ‘Can we stop at the winery,. Tight." Tony quickly pulled his cock from the depths of Barbara's throat so she could get a quick breath. Then he positioned himself right above Barbara's mouth and lowered himself into her again, shoving his giant black cock all the way down Barbara's throat in one motion. Barbara actually helped by working her lips and throat trying to swallow the big black piece of meat as Tony pushed it down. Then Tony began working that big black tool up and down, fucking Barbara's throat with thirteen. And now I wanted him to rock it in and out of my ass.“Would you fuck my ass?” I whispered. I think he was blushing, but it was a little too dark to tell. I was stroking his hard dick slowly and gently, and before he could answer I bent down and took his glans between my lips. I worked him very gently, gave his head a tiny nibble and ran the flat of my tongue down his shaft and back up. He moaned softly. “I’ll try it…”I went downstairs to the bathroom and douched, I wanted to be as clean as I.