What follows are some highlights.The very first time I witnessed another guy's cock in a public john was in a small mall mens room when I was probably...14 or so. I peeked through a really small hole into the next stall while a young man (18? 22?) stood facing the stool and jacked off really fast. I remember watching his cum spray out in tiny drops in a shotgun pattern all over the toilet. After he left, I went into his stall and looked at the spray of cum drops. They covered everything in the. “Quiet,” Mrs. Spartan moaned. “I have a cute slut eating my cunt. I don't need to hear your comments. Read chapter 7.”Books opened as I plowed into Brenda's cunt, the ache building and building at the tip of my dick. Mrs. Spartan groaned beside me, her face twisting in delight. She still held Izolde's head to her cunt through her skirt, the purple-haired girl moaning as she frigged herself and ate the teacher's cunt.Brenda's moans grew louder and louder as I buried into her. I fucked her hard. There would be no egg waiting in the darkness for them; a minor but very necessary medical procedure ten years ago had ensured that.Rachel never uses protection. At first, I had insisted she used condoms with her lovers and for a few months she had tried but had hated them; her overpowering craving to feel skin on sensitive skin had been too great and her desire to feel real, hot, sticky semen inside her too powerful to resist.After that, she chose her lovers carefully to reduce the risk but. Thankfully the apartment was now warm and I told him to go sit down while I served up supper. We chatted, ate and drank and had a very pleasant evening. We moved from the small table to the single sofa and settled ourselves. I suppose it must have been the wine, perhaps my lack of male contact for so long, or maybe just loneliness but I began to find myself wondering what it would be like kissing him. “Tell me about your wife Albert” I heard myself asking him. “You must miss her”. He.