I hook my left thumb in the waistband of my sweats, and pull them down to just the top of my hairy thighs. Grabbing the top of my 10” boner, I squee...e my big purple mushroom head, and coax a nice bubble of juice out, then rub it around some, making it all nice and shiny. “Jesus christ son—ur a fuckin monster. You shoot a lot now “? “LOL, ya—like a water hose—and check out my ass” ! “Damm boi—ur like an ape—and that hole is pretty ripe too—I can smell ya from here”.Downing the rest of my beer,. A box was set beside them containing the majority of my cd's and the sound of someone rifling through my things came from my bedroom.Stepping silently into the room, I looked towards the sound and saw a woman, dressed in a large red flannel shirt and jeans, her back towards me as she quickly went through the remainder of my cd's throwing all of them into a large backpack. She had long dark brown hair which fell past her shoulders and obscured her face from me. Silently creeping up behind her I. I held off though, Mike would be disappointed and probably sulk at me, it would be a lot better if he decided this night was just not going to happen. It would hardly be the first time an apparently eager couple got cold feet on the night. I would not have agreed to even try if Jess had not personally begged me, I thought her chronically shy, she always wore this bizarre white pancake makeup, like a Japanese Geisha, and tagged along like John's pet, silent and avoiding eye contact. The plain. I lay naked on the bed, incredibly horny from having just flashed my son, and I had to fuck myself again. This time, though, fingers wouldn’t do. I reached into the bedside table and took out a large dildo, licking around the tip a bit to lubricate it before putting it at the opening to my pussy and slowly pushing it in. I moaned after the tip entered me, pausing before sliding in some more and then easing it out. I did this a few times until I had the whole thing buried in me, then started to.