He became aroused just seeing her dirty. God she's beautiful, Quinn thought to himself. Walking up behind her he slid his hands around her thick hips,...working his way to her waist. He wrapped his arms around her and breathed her in. She smelled of hay, dirt, sweat, and her rose perfume, a strange combination, but intoxicating. Harley leaned back into his chest, brushing up against the growing bulge in his pants. "Hi," he said. "Hi," she responded. "I'm glad you are home." "Mmm really?" He. His engorged cock stood proud from his body. As George had done for her, she knelt before him. Grasping him in her hands, she allowed her mouth to enfold the end of his firm manhood. Occasionally, Charles had forced her to do this but now she was doing it because she wanted to and it felt so good. Using her tongue, she licked all around the end of George’s cock, revelling in the taste of the drops of pre-cum that leaked from the end. Greedily, she swallowed more of him, feeling his firmness. Putting more oil on his hands, he massaged and worked his way down my chest, around my cock, without touching it and down my legs. I trembled with horny lust at his touch. I reached over and put my hand on the small of his back, then let it casually caress his ass. My mind was swimming, I felt on edge of orgasm. Without a word, he climbed onto the table also. Straddling me, he dripped oil onto my throbbing cock. I looked down to see his cock, big, beautiful and hard and also covered in oil. He. Jessie spent most of the time at my house because both of her parents worked and because she enjoyed being a nudist which her parents were not. The first time Jessie saw my brother masturbate was during one of the sleepovers at my house. It was the middle of the night when we decided we needed some nourishment. We hadn’t been to sleep yet because we had been up gossiping and talking to girlfriends on the phone. After quietly gathering sodas and munchies we were heading back to my room when we.