He could not remove his penis, which by this point was almost bent over double in the confines of the small panties, so instead shifted them to one si...e as his cock sprang free. It was a very nice one, too. About six inches in length, with a nice, veiny shaft that seemed to pulsate all along the side of it. He then sat himself on the edge of the toilet bowl, and beckoned me with his index finger to fetch my now, ready to explode, penis closer to his mouth. I duly obliged, and looked down as he. She moaned and threw her head back as I kissed her neck,"Dave I'm wet, I'm soaking"I lifted her arms up above her head whilst I licked at the sweaty flesh of her armpits and she gasped, her hands scrabbling at my belt buckle, I hadn't put any pants on beneath my jeans and my cock sprang out as she unzipped me.Her hot mouth engulfed me and she made me lift up so she could pull my jeans right off me without losing her prize, she licked the sweat off each testicle in turn and then ran her tongue. “Okay then, if you don’t want to discuss sexy underwear… what about whose cock you’re looking forward to having first?”“Jeez, Mum,” Andrea exclaimed but couldn’t hide a smile. “Sorry, Andrea, but I want Mark first. I missed out last time,” said Sally, thinking about her two secret quickies with Mark.“If that’s the case, I’m having Richard. Sorry, Mum, that leaves you with dad.” “Okay,” Rachel said then asked, “Do you two enjoy anal? I’ve never tried it but I think I’m up for it this week. There’s a desk there, and you lean against it, lifting Harry’s grasping hands to your breasts. He’s about 40, but he acts like a little kid—too overexcited to have any technique. He squeezes your tits and tears at your halter. You help him, slipping the straps off your shoulders, letting the tiny garment fall, exposing your nipples at last. Harry’s beside himself. He’s never had such a big, beautiful pair! Holding your nipples like handles, he buries his face in your cleavage, rocking his head.