“Hey that's not fair,” I argue. “Life's not fair,” is your simple response. You smirk and kiss and bite my neck while I am powerless to stop....You tease my nipples with your tongue, your finger still moving very slowly inside me. My head rolls, I moan your name. You kiss up my body and kiss my lips. I look you dead in the eyes. “Fuck me, Johnny, and then cum in my mouth,” I demand. You lose it just like I knew you would and within seconds your cock is inside me. I scream your name as I cum. I did as he asked and he began stroking it a bit."Now, you stroke it and get it hard and then suck it sissy."As soon as I touched him he became hard and he took hold my hair, which was short, and cut in a pageboy style that my mother had insisted I wear. He forced my head onto his cock and I gagged a bit but slowly relaxed and accepted his eight inch penis into my mouth. He told me to relax and keep a nice seal around the shaft so he could fuck my face. He tired of this shortly and told me to. .he said to me "you must really want that watermelon hey?" I just nodded and stared . He told me that to get get the watermelon I had one more thing to do and he told me to go over to him ,so I dropped my bike and walked over to him."I need you to grab my cock in your hand and stroke it and if you do a good job I will give you the watermelon " he said to me ."Sure... my mum will be very happy if I took home a watermelon" I told himSo I firstly looked around to make sure my mates were gone when. That feeling had been replaced with wonder and nasty thoughts of what might be ahead for the three of us.Darlene stepped away a bit from the two of us, put her hands on the hard cocks inside of the pants we were wearing and pulled us down the hall to the bedroom she had shared for 26 years with Eddie. Eddie put his arm around my shoulder and said, "I hope this is okay with you Peter. Darlene and I traded fantasies some months ago. She liked mine, but her only one was what it would be like to.