‘It’s a deal; I can't wait,’ was all I could say as my body shook with excitement. With this, he left my office and left me almost in shock that...this was really happening. I just sat there, staring at the wall, my cock hardening in my pants as I replayed the conversation in my head. Did that really happen? Of course it did, but would he come back to see me or will he think better of it? Surely he would be back, he must have thought about this situation to even mention it. He had planned the. Gave Donna his full load and she shuddered with the flood on her hands and knees. No sooner had he pulled out, when his eager father Harry Sr. shoved his huge doggy dick up Donna’s primed for fucking vagina and used his son’s spunk as his lubricant for happy humping. Poor Donna was confused not certain which dog was inside her. After some consideration, she realized it didn’t really make any difference because they were so alike. The only way she could really tell the difference between them. Friday afternoon, I left the office early. When I let myself into the apartment, I saw immediately that Bette was taking this night out very seriously. The bathroom was still steamy when I stripped down and stepped under the shower. When I came out, Bette was standing in profile, leaning forward in front of the mirror over the dressing table, applying her make-up. I paused, absorbing the sensual profile Bette unconscious ly presented. She wore only her garters and patterned dark hose, which. I watched in awe as he continued to stroke his massive member, a bubble of liquid lodged in the slit. "You can touch it, if you want."I'd never thought of touching another boy, but at that moment it was all I wanted. I reached out and took it in my hand, feeling its weight and firmness. It was unbelievable! I started stroking it much like he had been. Before long I felt his hand on my shoulder, lightly pressing down. I looked up into his blue eyes, unsure of what he wanted. Was he trying to.