My lipstick was written all over his dick. I didn’t care though, he was single and didn’t have a prying, suspicious wife to question him about why...his penis was red with a possible different shade than what she had.I take about 4 of 8 inches of his cock in my mouth. It still had that salty tang, from a few minutes when he ejaculated. I slide my tongue up and down his lovely long pole. My breasts are still out of my bra and top. I clean up his mess with my chest and let it dry on there so I’ll. . and three or four hard cocks would be sticking up in the air like lollipops waiting to be sucked! And I was happy as a kid in a candy store! Stan would dim the lights .. turn on the VCR .. then I would be down to my panties again and then down on my knees sucking away! And all of Stan’s friends had good looking dicks, too. Seven inches .. eight inches. More than enough to please a dick sucker like me! First one dick. And then another. I would be on my knees going from one dick to the next and. Greg then asked if he could possibly take some as well as it had really made his day and wanted something to remember it by. Following the ‘photo shoot’ I returned to sit opposite Greg and sat with one foot on the seat with my knee raised and at right angles to my other leg, offering unobstructed views of my inner thighs. Although I was sitting in such a vulgar way, Greg couldn’t see my actually pussy, but I could see his eyes openly drifting between my legs which stirred me immensely. We all. I would get into these intense rhythms where only the amazing sensation of her tight young body gripping my swollen cock was the only thing that existed to me. I would keep fucking her until she’d finally get a bit weak in the knees drop the bra from her mouth and slump over with a moan. Maybe it’s because we always had to be quiet and sneak around or maybe it was something that was always there but, the sound of woman moaning in true pleasure almost always sets me off. I’d release her tie and.