With the occasional flash of our eyes towards the couch we could see bothof our men now totally naked, playing with themselves, watching ouramazing gi...l-on-girl action."You girls have to kiss each other," ordered Richard.In a heart beat Julie and I turned and faced each other still kneeling onthe floor with our lips locked passionately upon each other. Her mouthwas my reason to live. I could never get enough of her. I wanted toforever be kissing her full soft lips made sticky not only from. I needed to swallow cum. I decided it was time to give in to my desires. To submit myself to an older man. A DADDY.So, I posted an add on Craigslist describing my wishes along with a pic of my body.It didn't take long for a reply that piqued my interest. He was very direct, fit the criteria, and was nearby. I replied immediately hoping to seize the opportunity. He was free this evening and could host. Perfect.We met at a bar near his apartment to discuss what was to come next. After a few. That girl could be an Olympic cock sucker. She was hungry for it, and she got down and practically lunged at Graham’s cock. With Andres and I in hand she was getting sloppy on Graham. She was like a woman possessed. She was taking turns on each cock like she was born to do little else. I thought I’d seen her hot with Andres and I but this was something new. Graham moved behind her and knelt down. Andres and I moved directly in front of her and she continued to wank us both. Her chin was covered. I knew what Gary was saying — not specifically, but the kind of thing Gary was saying. He was describing field marks or behavior. Maybe the bird has a ring around its eye, or it wings extend well beyond the body towards the end of the tail, or there are spots on the underside of the tail, or a pointed beak. Maybe its call is a "chup", or a "whisk" sound. These are the things that birdwatchers use to identify the birds. Saralinda was soaking it up like a four-year-old studying the differences.