.hairy, firm thighs, well muscled back, I learned I liked a hairy chest. I even sucked a few cocks, but never really got off on it, so the appeal of a...other man remained something of a mystery. I still saw gay sex as an easy opportunity to get off, with no emotional consequences...easier than finding a girl. Sometimes I would reciprocate, sometimes not.The driver of the BMW was maybe 35 years old, slightly pudgy. He seemed troubled, like he had a lot on his mind. He clearly wanted someone to. “Ohhh god, fuck yes,” Jake moaned. Hearing this almost instantly made Ashley explode. “You like that baby, how about you fuck my tight pussy now,” the blonde said. Yes, thought Ashley, fuck her! Jake couldn't believe what was happening. Staring at the gorgeous girl on her knees, taking his cock into her mouth. He couldn’t help but think she was born for this. Her perfect pouty lips wrapped around his hard member, taking in every inch. Looking up into his eyes as she playfully teased the end. The WeekendJohn was away for the weekend; Rob hadn’t called for ages and Jenny was getting desperate for some proper sex, so she drove down to the mall, ogling the local talent.The sight of a tall, gorgeous black teenage girl with fabulous high tits, only just covered by a short strappy top, bright yellow shorts and roller skates stopped Jenny in her tracks. She hardly noticed Uncle Abe and Karen walking either side.“Baby Jane, is it really you?” she hardly dare to believe.BJ was now almost. "Don't – slap – you – slap – fucking – slap – move!" sheyelled. "It's all right," said Amy, quietly, "She's done." With those two words, they removed their hands from me. Still completelyfully clothed, they got to their feet, leaving me whimpering and crying andshaking. They didn't say a word, they just shuffled quietly upstairs. I heardtwo different bedroom doors shut – they hadn't gone to the same room,they'd finished me off like I was a household chore. "Please, please ," I called to.