You think about your boyfriend’s friend a lot. Actually, ‘thinking’ doesn’t describe it properly. ‘Fantasizing’ is more accurate. You fant...size about him all the time, and now that he’s under the same roof your imagination has shifted into overdrive.What if you got up and snuck into his room right now? What if you woke him up with a deep, passionate kiss? What if you told him how much you wanted to fuck him?You trace your hand down over your breasts and your bare stomach where your skimpy. Then Trish gave me a really big smile and flashed her perfect white teeth at me as she lowered her panties to about her crotch level. She removed the clip from her panties and held the small control box in her hand as she reached down between her legs with her other hand. Trish then gave a little tug on the cord where it went into her pussy. She pulled out a plastic egg that was pink in color. I could now hear the motor buzz. Her pussy had muffled it completely. She turned off a switch on the. ?Youdumb-ass enough to be naked on yo?knees wit yo? hands cuffed, and you thinkthat bitch out there is you? girlfriend. Man, I just paid her five dollars soyou?d suck my dick, and you gonna do it.? Suddenly, Jake?s cock became hard, and as he looked up atRasputin?s grinning black face, he wondered if he was turning out like UncleLivingston. Jake recalled the summer before when he and his sister hadtrailed Uncle Livingston to a public park in their town, and as they?d watchedfrom behind a tree,. There were inches of Ed still jutting between his boxers and my lips, but he was just impossibly thick. He snorted, “Huh. I thought you looked like you were hungry for a cock, but I guess not.” I strained and stretched, struggling to force my lips down his shaft but I barely swallowed another half inch before I had to surrender. He chuckled and ruffled my hair. “Or maybe your mouth’s not the hole that’s hungry.”Ed lifted me to my feet, put his coffee cup on the table and manhandled me like a.