I then put both hands behind his head and pulled down on it at the same time I was throwing my cock up at him. I got another inch or two in before I b...gan to unload. I shot stream after stream deep into his throat and I could hear as well as feel him gagging. I pulled out and told him to open the door on his side if he was going to be sick. I damn sure didn't want him puking all over my van."No, I'll be all right." He answered."Bob, that wasn't fair. You pulled me down on you so hard I couldn't. .us samay…(and he winked).I got ashamed and did not tell anything. He got a bit courage with this. He suddenly come to me and whispered in my ear: kya me kuchh aur kar sakta hu…I asked: matlab..kya ..Bina mere jawab ke intezar kiye..usne ek hath mere blouse par rakh diya aur left boob ko sahla diya..aur sath hi ..mere galo par kis kar diya. Me hadbada gai..aur usko dur kar diya..aur naraj hote huwe boli: ye kya kar rahe ho…sharm nahi aati..aur door bhi khula he…agar vo aa gaye to.. (I think he. She loved dancing and I told Mario to come along. Dancing and drinking always made her horny. She was especially sensitive to slow close dancing when she had a few drinks. Mario was never a good dancer but I was. He was more athletic than I was though. He played football on the high school team. During the night we made sure my wife always had a drink and we coaxed her into drinking faster than usual. When ever I got the chance I would pull Mario’s arm around her without her noticing. She would. One day, while pleasuring Mike (we had settled into taking turns), I decided I wanted more, and I slipped my hand into his underwear through the leg-hole. Mike's breathing caught for a moment, then relaxed with a sigh as my hand settled on his dick. I explored up and down his smooth shaft, around his hairless, crinkly sack, and down to the moist cleavage below, enjoying everything. When my turn came, Mike followed suit, and from then on, our private times were spent with our underwear off. We.