Malcolm now pushed Robin’s body against the shower wall as Malcolm’s hips fervently ground their crotches together.‘Please don’t stop, for fuc...’s sake, don’t stop,’ Robin’s brain began to scream.By now, both men were breathing heavily, and when Malcolm’s mouth moved onto Robin’s lips, Robin’s entire body was trembling. After a brief tongue wrestle, Malcolm let go of Robin and moved backward.“Let’s get on with our shower,” Malcolm said with apprehensive eyes.That night Robin again reconstructed. I am old school, being 65 years old. I did, indeed, love eating and fucking waxed or shaved pussy, but I had not problem at all with hair pie. And I had no problem with how they were using it. Wendy was rubbing so hard that I almost smothered, but I licked and nibbled her pussy lips with enthusiasm. I like juice from a cunny. I used my hands to reach up and maul her taut titties with their rock hard nipples. I pinched them hard and she moaned as I twisted her nipple studs. I bit her clit and. He wrinkled his nose at it when he thought I wasn’t watching, but agreed to wear it. I won. Saturday afternoon showed it’s head finally and Gary, from Dynamic Sounds and Lighting arrived. Not too long after him, Becky showed up and she and I headed back to the back room. We got to know each other a little bit as we both undressed. She was gorgeous. She had one of those girl next-door bodies and a real down to Earth look about her. Not at all like some fake porn star. I liked her a lot. Once we. ‘Nope.’ The man agreed. ‘Time for a change?’ ‘With pleasure. My pussy is dying to be eaten!’ The woman agreed in a deep soft voice that was almost soothing. The man pulled his cock from Jan’s mouth as the fat dong was pulled from her pussy. The woman and man changed places, the woman moving to straddle Jan’s head, facing her feet, while the man climbed off the bed. To Jan’s surprise, he walked to the foot board and pulled, dragging half the bed away, leaving her legs tied to two poles, hanging.