It tasted salty and delicious, a wonderful dessert. After my brief taste I wanted more and I took his whole cockhead into my mouth, savoring the salty... tangy taste of his thick manflesh.With my tongue I feverishly worked the underside of his cockhead, spreading my saliva and sending waves of stimulation through his body. He groaned deeply as I worked three of his seven inches into my mouth. He tasted delicious and I was never more turned on than when I had a dick in my mouth. My pussy was. “They had a sign over the bar that said 'Don’t Drink Ouzo With a Greek Sailor Unless You Want to Wake Up the Next Day with a Sore Asshole.' What’s that all about?” Lydia recovered first, although not without spitting her beer all over the carpet. She had to help her lover up off the floor. When they were both standing they starting laughing uncontrollably again. Lydia pointed at Josh and pantomimed all sorts of obscene activity. Then the two women fell on the floor laughing once more. They were. Her warmth. Her grooves. She was tight, so very tight, and yet it felt like her muscles were pulling him further in. With about an inch or so left he had to stop. It was too tight. Slowly he pulled back, the reverse sensations sending chills down his spine. Animal instinct kicked in and Manny started rhythmically thrusting backing into her. “AHHHH!!! OHHHH!! OHHH!! YESSSSS!!!” Nicole’s face was contorted and her eyes were rolling obscenely in her first orgasm. Manny was possessed. He had to. Then one Friday night I got home early for my weekend visit and we created what we like to call "BJ55mph" (that's a blow job at 55 miles per hour) Like I said the sun was just about to set, and we where both horny as hell,---Mary had her hand on my cock as soon as she slide over beside me and my right hand was cupping her then small right tit and was rubbing her nipple through her thin shirt before we even pulled away from her house---well it was still to early in the evening to go to one of.