."This brought my dick back to life. The image of Tony eating out Ava.More silence. Ice tinkling. More whispers. Then someone is standingnext to me. I...m afraid to move my head. Must keep my nose in thecorner. Someone is rubbing the back of my legs. Touching my balls, mydick." She's hard again, Tony." I told you. Monica is a very randy girl."Then Ava wiped a finger under my nose. The strong smell of cunt."Smell. Smell my pussy Markie. See what you do to me?"Finally Tony let me join them. Sitting. ‘He says his father made that doll. The head-flap is sewn in cross-stitching and that is usual but halfway up on the left-hand side of the head are four lots of double cross-stitches, his father’s mark as doll maker.’ The official translator took over and the retired doll maker was pleased to know that one of his father’s dolls had gone to America and had survived. He offered to replace the missing leg. ‘Please ask him what would he do if that were his daughter’s doll. Tell him a dog tore the. I decided I would write to them and try my luck. I posted the letter and enclosed a naked photo of myself. A week went by and to my surprise I received a reply. I was shaking with excitement as I opened the letter. Tony had written it and included a photo of Debbie. She was a stunning petite blonde. Tony said they would love to meet up that weekend and that they were both excited at the prospect as this was their first time too (I got the feeling they were just saying that to put me at ease).. It took a moment for me to become accustomed to the new position, but soon I was bobbing my head up and down.While we blew one another, Chris and I rubbed each other’s balls. I felt his hand running over my ass. It felt good, so I slipped my hand under him so I could stroke him. As I became excited, Chris pushed me up so he could speak.“Slow down, Matt. There’s no need to rush. Take your time and enjoy,” Chris said.As I felt his cock moving across my lips, tongue, and the roof of my mouth,.