He wanted to fuck her himself, receive the pleasure that the toy couldn't feel. Taylor was so vulnerable in this position, Max thought. He could easil... slip the dildo out and replace it with his own cock. But that might be pushing it too far, why ruin a good thing? But he had to take a chance. "Taylor, can I touch you?" Max asked sheepishly, keeping the rhythm of the dildo pounding her pussy. She blushed. "Yes." Max laid a hand on one of her breasts and squeezed gently. He flicked his thumb. I went and masturbated thinking of my mom and took bath and came with towel nothing under it. But still mom was in kitchen and preparing coffee so I went again and hugged with more force this time from behind and my dick was rock hard which was pressing my mom ass. Then she did not say nothing this time also I thought I got green signal and my mom moved towards the dining table and my towel well down and my mom saw my dick which was rock hard and she said to cover it and not to show to. That was probably why I spent most of my adult life poor as a church mouse and never missing the things I didn’t have.I made the mistake of confiding in her the story about Amy, my pig-tailed little teenaged nymph, her dark-riding female imp with the orange hair, and her older sister Misty with her unfortunate hump-back and a sweet ass that sent shivers up my spine when she bent over for taking it from behind like a good little girl. Make no mistake that Misty was a foul-mouthed female making. He was equally well tanned, and had an attractive six pack above a penis that appeared to have some intentions of standing up. I couldn’t tell if he was getting an erection or if it just hung that way. Both of them were shaved clean.I performed the usual social graces upon a first time meeting. My answers were: “Ellen. Nice to meet you.”No, just college friends.” “Never, this is my first time.” “Love it, really.” “Ok, not a problem.” “Max, where have you been, man?” Richie asked.“I was in Peru.