"What are those medals for?" I heard one of the girls ask that. Bill just laughed at her and said they were for decoration." Decoration? Even I know b...tter than that."Steve looked in Bill's direction for a moment. "He's obviously not a braggart. He's damn sure got bragging rights hanging on his chest, though, but he won't say anything. From a comment I heard Jeff make, Bill probably can't talk about how he got them. He seemed embarrassed when Jeff's wife asked him about them."Marcie nodded to. K.a. Wednesday.I'm all dried off, cheeks soft as cunt. Ahh sweet Jesus! please! don't even think the word! I feel like I'm trying to dock at Lakehurst, New Jersey. My pecker's picked up the rallying cry, Remember the Hindenburg! Oh quiet down, will you.I sneak into the livingroom the all-natural man. Dresser's in there. Clean tee, pulling on my underwear when my wife pokes her head around from the hall. "What do you think you're doing!" she hisses, "Don't get dressed, get in bed!"Yes ma'am!. She had me in her mouth for all of 5 seconds and the fire at the end of my cock was out of control. I’ve got to try and think how to not spunk already because I’m going to any second.HERAs I played with his cock a curiosity came over me and I wanted to feel his balls. They were just kind of laying there doing nothing. Like his cock was hard as a rock but his balls just laid there. I put my hand on them and they felt squishy a bit and his soft pubic hair was like silk. I didn’t really know what. ” Whack “Two” Whack “Three” Whack “Four” his hand lingered on my ass and he began to run his fingers over my skin. I felt my whole body tingle. The last slap had hurt the most so far and I am glad he had given me time to recover. Whack “Five”I made a grunting noise. I could feel his cock pressing into my stomach. He seemed to be enjoying this as much as I did. Whack “Six.” He spanked me three times in quick succession barely giving me enough time to recover from them, let along count them..