Now Bob began a slow, deliberate sawing motion in and out of Koen's rectum. He could feel the slippery walls with his fingers. Koen raised his hips hi...her. "Put another pillow under you," ordered Bob. As Bob sawed in and out, he lowered his head and kissed each tender mound. His tongue came out and licked the hillocks. Bob moved his tongue closer to the boys hole and forced it in alongside his fingers. Koen was in ecstasy. "Put your dick inside me. Fuck me hard." "OK here it goes." Bob removed. Sheand I kind of quietly disliked each other. Alan's parents worked all daytoo. But with two working parents, they had a rather nice big house.One cool morning I went over to Alan's house at about 8:30. In keepingwith my usual bad habit, I just walked in without knocking. Alan was not amorning person; I was going up to his room to drag him out of bed, therewas trouble for us to get into. I had pocket full of balloons just perfectfor filling with water, who would our victims be? Instead, I found. All I could do was look at her cock, and if ever a penis deserved to be called a cock, hers certainly did.She held her skirt up with her left hand, took her cock in her right and pointed it at the urinal. A heavy stream of piss erupted from the head of her cock; all thick and yellow and pungent and sweet.Another unwritten rule of male restrooms is that once you have finished you just zip up and leave. You don't hang around looking at the other men. If you show an interest in another man's penis. Sir and Jennifer share the full red wine, Mikehas a small glass of the Chablis explaining that he is driving. Sirensures I enjoy the rest of the bottle. I am feeling just slightly fuzzywhen Sir tells Jennifer to put my clamps back on, but I am no longersurprised that she simply opens my blouse in public, clamps my nipplesand closes my blouse over them, much to the astonishment of the group ofyoung men sitting at the table next to us. Yesterday I would have diedof embarrassment, although even.