"Honey, I knew I needed one more bout with that k**. If it had been a man like you, I would have been fine with one go, but he didn't know how a man d...es it and I pretty much had to show him every step of the way." My brain was numb by now and my underwear was coated with my cum. To my amazement I'd cum as my wife described her orgasm while impaled on that teenager's stiff cock. I'd cum my pants like a teenager myself. I wanted to strangle that lucky little bastard, that son of a bitch who. And got annoyed, but not for long. As soon as I was at Nikkie’s house I realised she had left the front door open due to the nice weather. It was very sunny. And quite warm too. I walked through; set the bag I had brought with me on the sofa, and walked to Nikkie. Facing toward the garden, humming. I grabbed her round the waist and lifted her up into a hug. She was surprised but joyful too. “Nikkie. Sit here” I said, patting the 2-seater sofa. The one across from the 3-seater, which had my bag. T.Devon." Devon pinched the boys cheeks together and blew in his face forcing him toswallow."yeah,eat it shit head." Mark closed his eyes and swallowed,expecting to throw up but found it wasnot bad at all.Then Devon held him by the hair of his head as he replaced his now half softcock in his mouth and released a gush of warm piss,forcing the boy toswallow it as well till his bladder was empty.Mark was to drink a lot of tasty piss after that day.They had just started to get in bed when a voice. I noticed the lump in his pants and reached over and started to massage his cock. He murmured with a positive sound (what was I expecting, a complaint?) and he started working even harder on my cock. His hand went to his crotch and he started unzipping himself when I began fumbling with his belt. Out popped his dick and I grabbed and squeezed it. I began stroking him in rhythm with his mouth on my own cock, and I realized that with all those hours of jacking myself off it just seemed.