He had one of his hands down the opening of my dressing gown, gently pulling it open and then cupping my hard cock with his other hand through my jock... Not another word was spoken for a while as we deep kissed, our hands roving over every inch of each others bodies. He soon found my ass, open to his probing fingers, spitting on them and then gradually inserting one into my hole, just as I was unbuttoning his fly and exploring his great bulge.We were still just inside my front door and I wanted. An only child, she was somewhat spoiled and prone topouting if she didn't get what she wanted. She was also very sweet. Theyhad all grown up together and were all good friends."Hey guys!" Doug called."Hey!" answered Christie."Come and sit over here, there's plenty of room," said Sara."Steve's here, you got room for him?" asked Jack."Sure, we'll make room," answered Doug.Stephen, he preferred to be called Steve, was Jack's cousin, he was 22years old and sometimes bought beer for them, Steve. The only ones who spoke Greek were my mom’s parents, but they moved back to Greece when my grandfather retired about five years ago. How about you?”“My dad is of Dutch heritage, but they were here long before the US was founded, so he only speaks English. My mom speaks fluent Russian, as do her parents, plus quite a few people at the church back home; not as many do at the church here. I judge my speaking skills as about equal to a retarded six-year-old.”“That would be me trying to speak Greek. I still had a hold of your hair, so I pulled and pulled hard; you screamed, but it was not a scream of pain. It was you reaching another orgasm; at that instant, you took both of your legs, wrapped them around me, and pulled me in deeper into you. Finally, I could last no longer. I shot my load deep into your pussy.Then it happened again, and you started squirting and squirting and squirting. I was soaked, you were soaked, the bed was soaked. Finally, when I withdraw my cock it looked like a.