As I moved to let my eyes follow what my hands already knew, I also saw your hand, shy and unsure. As my hand followed the curvature of one check to t...e next I heard a slight moan. Eager to find the reason for this moan, I moved my hand again. As it passed, the moan came again. As my hand explored the great hills of your behind, it was the valley that seemed to trigger the response. I traced through the valley to find a deep cavern. My fingers traced the outside of the cavern and the moans got. She loved watching the intensity on his face. Jonas wasso....masculine."Fuck it, dude. You're back! I got some tequila up in my room....let'sget Mexican, dude."Tabitha couldn't believe it. Jonas was going to take her up to hisroom....just the two of them!!!!!"Uh....okay...." she said. Before she knew it, she was following himthrough the crowd of people and up the stairs. They entered Jonas' roomand Tabitha was immediately struck by how messy and stinky it was. Itwas all.....boy. And. The second one mounted me as soon as the last pulled from my aching anus. His cock was of some girth and was rigid as steel, his bulbous head stretching my anus to it's ripping point. Mr. Ronald squatted over my face sticking his cock into my mouth. Holding my ankles in his arm pits, my butt was raised off the floor for the other man to pound. When the geezer in my butt shot his load Mr. Ronald quickly plunge his hard cock into my butt hole. Mr. Ronald rode me the longest, stopping every so. Bella was eager to please and loved the attention. She was recently divorced from her high school sweetheart. I was the second guy she’d ever slept with and the first one to pay attention to her needs. Her husband hadn’t gone down on her in over a decade. He only fucked her in the missionary position a couple of times a month. She knew she was unsatisfied with him outside of the bedroom, but she didn’t realize how unhappy she was with her sex life until a friend had told her about the “50.