“Have you had a cock in your mouth yet, baby?Brenna shook her head. “Brad wanted me to, but my mom always told me that was not what good girls did...” She placed her hands on Tom’s thighs.“Okay. Just relax and we will go slow. Grasp the shaft and stroke it.”Brenna did as instructed and slowly ran her hands up and down.“Don’t grip so tight. Gentle, that’s it. Now lick it.”Brenna’s tongue lightly touched the tip. Tasting the precum that oozed from Tom’s cock, she smiled and took the head in her. "Who was that girl I met before, slut? Last month, the one that looked like she was twelve?" Twelve?" Lucy giggled."A redhead." Stacy agreed. "Real small, petite with no tits and a hot little ass, hmmm ... She'd make you good whore." Sounds promising," Lucy said. "Who is she, slut?"I pulled my mouth away from bitch, sucking air into my lungs and licking my bruised lips. I felt sticky now and damp all over, and my heart raced. It had been nice making out like that and bitch was a great kisser,. A bit later I explained this to Lou at the bar. She too felt so bad for them both as they are truly lovely human beings. "I've got an idea" she said.We joined them again and Lou explained her plan. Our hotel room was a suite. It had a seperate bedroom and meant we could play seperated. Meaning Lana wouldn't have to watch Joe and get insecure. Meaning he wouldn't have to worry, they'd be relaxed etc etc. They were obviously resistant. I convinced them to come back with us and at least have a. She leaned back into him, pushing herself onto his cock and burying it to the hilt. She wailed in a high-pitched moan that almost sounded tearful. But there were no tears, only ecstasy. Aaron partially withdrew and gently thrust all the way in again, disbelieving that he was finally inside. When he had woken up that morning he barely knew what his wife looked like back in her dark crevice, let alone how she tasted or what she felt like inside. Now he was fucking her sexy ass like an experienced.