And now Brooke watched a sweating ectomorph she’d nicknamed Mr. Skinny ride Colleen like a cheap suit. He’d veer close to coming, only to pull out...to kiss her breasts while he cooled, then plunge back in humping furiously. He must have done it a dozen times. Colleen applied her skills. She hated it. She liked it. She hated it, decided maybe it wasn’t so bad after all, then couldn’t get enough. She struggled and writhed, whimpered and moaned. She tried defiant and submissive. She faked an orgasm. Almost naturally I started to stroke his cock. Our stranger leaned into the wall with pleasure, giving me another ½-inch or so in length in my hand."Is that all you want to do?" Greg asked. "What do you mean?" I replied. "Don't you want to taste him?" Greg asked, quietly, licking my left ear.Why don't you do it, Greg? Take him. Suck him. I'd love to see that!" The word spilled out of my mouth. I felt myself getting wet again. Greg looked at me as though I was daring him. "Do it. I know you want. Crawling on my knees to his spead legs and wet big tasty cock''here have fun sucking me cute sissy boy''head bobbling up and downlooking at the nice black daddy rub my face gently''cute little cock sucker, take your time, the goal is to have it fit all down that cute mouth''he made it feel like a game, helping pushing on my head , realeasing me to breath''you are so close!! you are so cute , try again baby,''standig up , over me on my pillow holding my head fucking it slowly open deep and. Then she leaned on me and started kissing me again and slowly she fully came over me. Her tits were getting pressed against my bare chest. I was helpless; from lips she moved to my neck and then to my chest, sucked my nipple for a while, and then went down to my cock, and started sucking again vigorously.What I could see from there by raising my head was unbelievable; her pretty face was inflated with the size of my swollen penis. She is so good looking, so pretty, so sexy, slender and curved..