He was quite erect and as I rubbed him he was getting harder. “Don’t be shy” I said as I rubbed him, he turned and looked at me as I kissed him,...it wasn’t long before his hands were feeling my tits as we kissed with tongues. After a few minutes my nipples were solid and I was very turned on I unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down.Touching his cock through his undies he groaned, then I pulled them down and released a good 5”, bending down I ran my tongue up his shaft as he moaned more.. However, there is one good thing that has made my life complete is my best friend Patricia Pussy.I wouldn't have a bad word said about Patricia Pussy. She is sweet and enjoys making me cum. She is also very funny. Like one time her owner took her to a bridge, and threatened to piss off the bridge like men do.So the owner goes to the side of the bridge, squats over the the water and pulls down her knickers and she tells her friend, "you see that canoe below me, I am going to pee on that. Kevin almost passed out from the pain, but then it was over, leaving behind just a burning sensation. He stood there, panting, though his knees threatened to buckle at any second. The man began to pump his fist back and forwards, slowly at first, but gradually pushing deeper and deeper into Kevin’s bowels until the young man’s screams became a single long howl of agony. Suddenly, the man stopped and made to withdraw. Kevin, crying now, instinctively tightened his torn muscles around the man’s. I was at hismercy. Finally he untied me and released the strap holding in the ball gag. Isaid nothing, avoiding his eyes, ashamed of what happen last night. Icould still taste him. Like a toddler I waddled up the stairs, my soakeddiaper sagging between my legs.I wanted to forget what I had done and planned on packing and movingout. Unfortunately, Glenn had other plans. After showering and puttingon jeans and a shirt, I went downstairs to tell him I was leaving. "What the hell are you wearing?".