" You like my ass, don't you?" Speak up." "Now kiss it. Kiss my fucking ass you dirty little whore."My cock throbbed; straining against my jeans, it p...lsated and grew. Aida spied it and nudged it roughly with her toe."Oooh this turns you on, you nasty fuck," she said, nudging me harder this time.She then started to slap my face. "Why are you flinching? You are a big boy. Are you afraid of me?"Defiantly I allowed her to continue, her talk got me horny. "I am going to fuck you and I am not going. His big balls were slapping against my lips at the end of every stroke.... The guests were clapping and cheering the occasion ...Rahul's cock had successfully popped my virgin cherry......Neena was holding my hand and was encouraging me all the time while watching the whole process keenly as she had opted for the next defloration Party...Now the pain had disappeared and replaced with pleasure...Rahul's strokes too had become faster and giving me lot of joy...Aunty was still kissing. ” St. Peter is taken slightly aback, but after a brief pause says “Well, Forrest, that wasn’t quite the answer I was thinking of, but I have to admit that you are correct and so I will give you credit for that question. Now the next question is a little harder. How many seconds are there in a year?” Again, Forrest thinks and thinks. Finally he answers “12”. St. Peter - “How did you come up with that answer Forrest?” Forrest “Well, there’s January 2nd, February 2nd, March 2nd...”, and St. Peter. The white man was kneeling down between her legs giving her pussy long wet strokes of his tongue. The black guy had one foot up on the sofa, with his crotch in Terri's face. She had a hand on his ass and was mouthing his balls through his shorts. Frantically, she pulled down his shorts, freeing his rigid cock. Lifting his large, black dick, my wife placed her mouth around his balls, sucking lustfully. I could hear her moan as the other guy slid two fingers into her wet pussy. The camera.