The little odor she had wasnt bad. It was a clash of urine and her young juices. I stuck my tongue inside and started licking up and down. Juliet let ...ut a faint moan. I remembered seeing the man really dig his face into moms crotch and I did the same. I held onto my little sisters legs under the knees and pressed my face really hard into her pussy. My nose was pushing against a hardening clit and my tongue was lapping up all the juices that were leaking out more and more. I was too hard now. She saw me briefly in a restaurant and in her apartment, but our dating situation was rather limited.Also, being twenty-one and lacking a girlfriend, I was eager to actually consummate our relationship and get my cock into her pussy. Instead, she ran our relationship as she saw fit. I was developing affection, maybe even love, for her and I resented being treated as a sort of gigolo. I had never considered myself as gigolo material, but yet I was cast in this narrow role. It was galling to. Thecharcoal surface of his pendulous ballsac churns with strokes and delicatelaps. The horse commences thrusting his hips, glutinous strands of pastyfluid spit from the tip and sprinkle across the ground, as much as the boyproduces in a single heavy spurt.Two of the monsters compete for access to the penis crown, tentaclestighten around the shaft behind the head, frenetic tongues whip across thegaped duct. The excited colt grumbles deep, his neck and tail lash the air;the young stallion. It was fun having a third party to do some of the fetish stuff with as well, like tying her to the bed with a blindfold and asking her to tell which cock was filling her pussy or mouth at any given moment. Having two hoses to piss on and piss on her was more fun also. And of course there were good ole screwing marathons. For her birthday, Shorty invited both of them over and it took all three of them to fuck her into submission. What a birthday present!With life’s busyness, there were often.