I was never really ahairy guy but at least there was something! Just touching my new skinwas pleasurable. My whole body felt charged with an energy I ...on't evenremember having in my own youth. I started feeling a little moist. Downthere. My hands slowly started to make their way south.No. I have to stop.This isn't my body.I hung the towel back on the rack, took a deep breath, and gatheredmyself before walking back into the living room. Mason was sittingcrossed legged on the couch peering down. Buster started fucking me fast and hard and I began to push back and meet histhrusts. "Oh yea Buster. Give me a good fucking...uuuhhhhh". I suddenly felt him cumming in my ass which triggered my cumming. Buster was shooting a load inme as I kept thrusting back. Buster then climbed off of me. He licked his cockthen started licking my asshole. I got a raging hard on again as Buster mounted me again. He started humping and was quickly in my asshole again fucking away."Uuuuuhhhhh. Give me some. Taylor!" I said, getting up. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!" she roared. I didn't think twice. I ran straight out of Sam's room and down the stairs and out the back door with Sam's Mam running after me shouting, "IF I EVER SEE YOU AGAIN YOU'LL BE SORRY!" I had completely forgot about my clothes, and had left my favorite thong in Sam's bedroom, a tiny little blue silk one, along with my other clothes. I ran home through the wheat field and was looking the annoying little kids were not out playing it. As you watch, entranced, you feel otherworldly, as if you are part of a novel or a movie.As your slowly adjusting eyes begin to make out more clearly the shapes in the shadows, you become fascinated by the movements of the couple. They are caressing, stroking, kissing but their motions seem to be all one – a connected symphony of individual notes of passion.Now you can make out their hands from the shadows, which slide across their bodies, changing shape as they follow the contours. You breathe.