Taylor to her shiny brown roots.? Far from helping the pouting coed get loose,instead she spread the late teens baby fat butt cheeks on which the same...ashthat covered the bush leaves and none to gently forced not one, but threefeminine douchesup herreluctant crinkly small pouting ass hole.?L. Taylor?s friend had betrayed her and instead she had forced water andair up her naked squatting bottom leaving her lunch mate friend, not friend tothe end, but ready for the former teacher to find her end. We have been out of the game for about 3 years after a pregnancy scare, that turned out to be nothing - nevertheless, we decided to take a break, and given all of my wife's activity during that time, and how much that turned and still turns, me on, we still have a great sex life, which is still full of fantasies tied to our more experimental days.Anyway, before diving into specific encounters, I figured I would kind of summarize that 6 year period, since I will go chronologically in documenting. I knew I had no time to waste and started now to lick the dancer’s cock while still holding the other... Now I really felt like a little slut! I changed their cocks to my mouth like every 5 to 10 seconds... The fact that this was happening got me much more excited than the feeling, taste, sense and sent of those dicks. It felt like on a sexual roller-coaster: building up the excitement first while watching the 5 and then getting unexpectedly involved after being pulled and launched in the deep. And this upstart broke that routine. She wouldn't listen and wouldn't leave me alone. I didn't want her to go, but that was beside the point. Here she was, forcing me to be sociable again. To revive old skills. Skills put away and forgotten long ago. Skills I had believed not useful anymore.It was exciting and scary at the same time. I had not been a very good friend "back in the day". I had always been selfish. Never thought about my friends. Never really been interested in what was going on.