Still it was difficult as she had certainly been playing a fox and it was obvious I had a hard on most of the time, she smiled as she left and I thoug...t if I didn't go out for a drink that night I would be wanking my cock raw.I bumped into an old school mate that night, he was back at University after taking time out because of illness; so we were off to the grotty student drinking pits. I did sort of like the student pubs cheap beer but students tended to be assholes at times usually nicking. She gives me a look of excitement, her grin missing a few teeth, "Okay, but I want a long one." She demands flying over to her bed before all her stuffed toys join her.I sit on the side, gently tucking her in and making sure her toys are all comfortable as well, "Okay, so what do you want me to read." Papa, can you tell me how you and Mama met?"I get a sudden flashback to the first meeting I had with T and let's just say, it is not child friendly, a lot of blood and bad words. "Er, you're a bit. “What is your reaction? “ I asked them.“Nothing. We act as if it is normal.” Vijay said as we got up and took our plates and kept in sink.Now, all of us were horny. All this talk and Vijay’s fingering with toe made my cunt flow like a river and their cocks were rigid like steel rods.We went straight into bedroom and had another hot session.From morning, I just wanted to stop with one fuck and work on my project but was unable to resist for one more. It is like you are unable to stop reaching. Marge squirmed from the titillating tongue which now began flicking in and out of her moistening cunt.Jack pulled away for a moment and let her labia spring back to their normal closed position. The preacher's wife was breathing hard, her forehead now resting on her forearm. Her hips u*********sly wiggled, seeking the tongue that had left her. Then she felt her pussy being separated again. It felt different this time because Jack was using only one hand... his thumb and forefinger of that hand..