‘What’s that?’ Melissa asked as she examined her new coiffure in the mirror. She thought it looked nice. ‘Tom will really like this,’ she mu...ed. Then she remembered her husband wouldn’t be coming home to see it. ‘Stay where you are,’ Dorrie said. ‘I’ll be right back.’ She disappeared through a doorway that led from the salon into her living quarters. In a few minutes, she returned, carrying a pinkish tube in her hand. ‘What on earth is that?’ Melissa asked. The thing Dorrie held in her hand. But damn , when i got down on that beach i was overcome with lust and desire , i played that shower show in my head and i got turned on all over again. i just knelt down in the sand and whipped out my hard gay cock and beat myself off thinking about him.I went back to the room and crashed out. my mind was mush , i should have been down on PCB checking out hot college girls but no , i was consumed by my desire for a guy. homosexual lust is so powerful. well , anyway hoping to strike lightning. Her response was awarded by his mouth finally wrapping around her nipple, flicking it in a slow torturous rhythm. ‘Oh God, that’s amazing,’ she said, her fingers now slipping through his hair. He bit her other nipple, as if reminding her of what he wanted and she gasped both from the pleasure and pain. ‘Sir,’ she corrected herself. His thumbs pulled and teased her nipples, her back arched against the wall, achingly desperate for more. ‘Have you ever been brought to orgasm like this before?’ he. Four months passed. Again, we invited Carl to help us tape. Georgeann was six months pregnant, nice fat belly, big ripe boobs, a full double d cup, a lot bigger then her old firm 32c’s. Her big puffy dark purple nipples were now huge dark brown/red and not so puffy, just thick suckable nipples. Again, we went thru the doggie tricks, the dog action in the penn, the pissing and her shitting in the penn, then another encounter of her servicing Goliath. What a sight seeing my preggo wife sucking.