There was no taste to it, then I licked the head and got a tongue full of pre-cum. OK - that had taste! And not really bad either. I licked again but ...ost of it was gone. I put it all in my mouth, wanting to get some more. He started pumping in and out and within minutes he was cumming. My mouth was still on it and I jerked away and got my lips and cheeks covered! But, there was that flavor - I think I may end up liking this!We only had two girls and one guy that refused to participate and we. Not that altered as the glint in her eye seemed to tease him as she moved her mouth towards the head of the dildo. He stood, awestruck, as he watched her flick back her soft blonde hair as she let her tongue reach for the tip of the dildo. As her wet tongue touched the end of the rubber cock, he felt a pang of pleasure in his own shorts as he imagined it was him feeling the soft touch of her. He started down in amazement as she left her left hand slip gently along the girth of the toy, her lips. “This story isn’t over, is it?”She opened her eyes and shook her head. “No it’s not.” The floor was hers now.“I got dressed as fast as I could and left for the party, hoping I wouldn’t see anyone in the house.”“Especially your dad.”“Right, but I didn’t see anyone. I drove to the party. Not a party, really, just some high school girlfriends, at my cousin Beth’s house. Her parents were away and we drank so much. My friend Natalie wanted to call a stripper, a stripper Santa, but no one knew how. Since it was end of my education carrier and beginning a new life I was more excited. I packed all my belongings and vacated my hostel room and put them to travels in such a way that I could carry very less luggage.I booked an APSRTC bus next to window seat in 2nd front row. When the bus started at the last stop of Hyderabad enters my heroin of my story. Her name is Ragini (I got her name from last scene) in early 30’s in the first look itself I glared for a moment because she’s wearing lot of.