Ian didn't even pause. He kept fucking me while I was choking! Before I could get my breath back, David jumped up and sat on the side of the pool and...slid in front of me. His cock was hard and right in my face. As soon as I stopped choking on the Vodka, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head down towards his cock. My lips seemed to part all on their own and before I even knew what was happening, I was getting it from both ends! Like I said at the start, I felt a bit distant as if. While the music was typically, sappy sounding Monkees’ music, I cringed as I heard Davy Jones sing:“You’re not the only cuddly toy, That was ever enjoyed, by any boy.You’re not the only choo-choo train, That was left out in the rain, the day after Santa came.You’re not the only Cherry delight, That was left out in the night, and gave up without a fight.You’re not the only cuddly toy, That was ever enjoyed, by any boy.”(Note: Cuddly Toy was written by Harry Nilsson for The Monkees in 1967. It. She pushed me away slightly and said, “We need to go. It’s getting late.” I pulled up my pants and covered my pasty white ass as she rubbed a handkerchief between her thighs and smoothed her dress back down, and then I offered her my arm as we walked through the park towards the street to town center. She asked, “So what did you fantasize about us doing?” “Taking you in every position and pumping you full of my juice, half of the time.” “Mmm, yes, that’s good.” “Most of the rest of the. Once they were lined up, she descended on me. My dick slid into her with ease. She really was wet with anticipation.The inside of Kelli’s pussy really felt amazing. It felt like the softest, most delicate thing that had ever enveloped my cock. She was contracting and loosening her muscles, as if she was attempting to milk an 8” utter that she was impaled upon. She was moving up and down on my cock with a moderate pace and it felt superb. She knew exactly what she was doing. It was almost as.