It looked absolutely real, with veins, and a foreskin that actually rolled back and forth over the glans.She lay back down on the floor and looked at ...e. I told her I didn't know she had a dildo like that one, and she told me that it was her favourite dildo, the one she used when she was really hot and wanted a good, hard fuck.Calvin looked over at me and smiled. "Seems your pretty little woman has a secret thing for big black cocks." Then he looked over at my wife and told her to fuck herself. It sliced through his stretched out neck like a knife through butter. The funny part was he was still trying to get the dime when his head was rolling down the hill with his eyes wide open in surprise."Patrick had no doubt that something similar to that had occurred right there where the tram tracks turned and headed across town past the department stores with vast piles of merchandise for people to buy with hard-earned wages. He even heard the rumor of the reputed "Mrs. Leary" who lived behind. Despite the cool air-conditioning on in the house, that had already turned her nipples a bit hard she was still feeling a bit sweaty. Walking up the stairs--if one were to stand right beneath her they'd notice indeed she was wearing nothing underneath the T-shirt she had made into a nightshirt.Passing both her room and her fathers,she noted he was stretched out on his bed. The door to his room seemed to be slightly ajar allowing her enough room to see him without being noticed.As her eyes. I had seen pictures in Penthouse and often wondered what it might be like. I leaned forward and put my lips around his exposed and glistening cock-head. As I did so, Michael let out a gasp of surprise.“Oh, jeez!” he uttered, swallowing hard. He gasped again as I tasted his pre-cum again, warm and salty, slippery and smooth. I loved it. I didn’t have any plan at this point; after all, I had no experience at all. I had never even touched another guy, let alone put his cock in my mouth. But I knew.