I was right: her clit was pierced and she took her finger and slowly rubbed it up and down her slit, stopping at the top to play with her piercing."Ar... you hard yet Steve?" she asked. She continued to rub her pussy then started to ease one of her fingers deep into her pussy. She took her finger out and put it deep into her mouth, enjoying the taste of her own juice. Jo then told me to get up from my seat. I did this and put on display for her my 7 hard inches straining in my shorts. I circled. The fullness, the taste, the complete sluttiness of having this young studs cock lodged in my throat was pure bliss. I could have hung off his cock for hours nursing it over and over again but he and my wife had other plans. My wife slowly pulled my head back and wanted to see me get slowly throat fucked. He obliged...as he slid his saliva soaked cock out of my mouth, I began to lurch forward, please don't take it out I thought to myself. My loving wife noticed and said, don't worry dear,. "Oh, can you?" Sam said. "All right, what do I look for?" Tits!" she said positively.Marcie blushed even more fiercely, but she laughed. Sam pretended to scowl at his sister."Sure, sis," he said ironically. "I prefer women to have tits." Yes," Joan went on, "but not just *any* tits. Really *good* tits!"Marcie was still giggling uncontrollably, and Sam was forced to laugh as well. After a bit, Marcie said, "Well... I guess I wouldn't make it on your list, then." Oh, I don't know," Sam said. He. They went to his apartment. It was a little awkward situation. We greeted each other in silence. At that moment something snapped in me. I could not forget about him, but at the same time I understood that this guy could be either his boyfriend or his friend, which means he is straight. In general, thoughts exploded in my head.When I returned home, before that I went to the door of Andrey's apartment. Loud music sounded from there. Neither talk nor anything else could be heard.Another 2 days.