Suddenly the head was in and a pause. Thepresence of something that bug surprised me but I felt drawn to thatpleasure and pressed back into it. Both...men began to gently move in andout. I could feel the drool sliding from my chin onto my chest.I could also feel the gel dripping down my legs. It was sensational tosay the least. I moaned and gasped a breath in between strokes. Marcowas pushing into my mouth and at times into my throat.Then I felt Lauren. Her hands moved down to below my. A lot of people don't. Do you know what the fruit of the blackthorn is?" No?" There was a definite question in her answer."Sloes! People pick them to make sloe gin." What?" They pick the sloes in the Autumn and put them in gin and then by Christmas they have sloe gin." What does it taste like?" I've no idea. I've never tried it. Gin and tonic is good enough for me but if you were to ask my sons they'd probably say Yeuch!" Why?" They don't like gin for starters."Annette giggled. She had not. As Eric began to repeatedly stuff Nadia’s vagina full of stiff cock with long, slow strokes, she snaked her hand under the blankets and found her brother’s very responsive weenie, giving it a loving squeeze. “Mmm, nice, Bro. Maybe I’ll have this for breakfast.”She bent her body forward, still impaled on Eric’s rod, and disappeared under the blankets to take her brother’s stiffening wood into her mouth. Jerrod threw back the covers and watched his elder sibling do very nice things to his. Mary opened the door. Her eyes were frantically searching for him. She couldn't wait to see how he looked. When her eyes finally rested on him, she beamed. He looked just the way she hoped he would in the outfit. The only thing not right yet was his hair. It was still wet. "Auntie Mary, I feel silly in these clothes." Said Bobby in a very small voice. Right after he said it, he wished he hadn't. His Aunts expression changed and he didn't like the look on her face, he was scared. "You look.