They both sported seven inches of thick man meat. My heart was racing as I thought of the pleasure I was going to derive from those when they were har.... The other thing I noticed was the pert little butts they each had.'Come over to the bed and introduce yourselves to Mike properly, ' Carl said. They lay either side of me and each lifted one of my legs and looked at my arsehole.'Look at that sweet pussy,' Ryan said. 'I want to eat that and then screw it.''So do I,' said Craig. 'Does he go for. Remember what we talked. But yes, if you take your time, I’m sure you could stick your whole hand inside our slut’s cunt. You’ve got small hands, and a pussy can stretch a lot.” Erin appeared giddy when she heard that answer. “Cool! Thanks, Bridget. Can I try that out tonight?” “Not tonight, I’m heading over to Sally’s this evening, and I want to be there when you try it. But maybe we can find the time on Wednesday evening.” She put some emphasis on the word Wednesday and Erin’s eyes widened.. I could feel her tongue bathing my shaft in saliva and that finally sent me over the edge. I pumped what felt like a gallon of cum straight down her throat. Her hand moved up and down on the base of my cock, milking any last drops of cum out. She moved her mouth up so it was on the edge of the head and increased the suction thoroughly cleaning my whole cock. My dick finally came free with a *plop* sound. She grinned up at me and said, “That, was good.” I smiled in return and then she rolled. ” She got the hint and threw it to me. “What can I wear?” she asked, finally seeming to understand she had to do exactly as I said. “The suit you were born in,” I said as I pulled up my boxers and trousers. My thunderstruck slut looked at me and wanted to debate my orders, but she realised that arguing would result in me kicking her out. “I’m getting hungry,” I said. She walked to the kitchen to prepare lunch for me. “Can I make some for myself?” she asked. “Of course, you’ve got a busy day.