.. "Of course I can talk, moron! Now, who the hell are you!", I am calm. Well, calmer than I should be. Yes, I know I am nude now, but I sooo... rarel... mind that. Oh well. I seldom remember my former partners, maybe he is one of them... He seems blocked, though. Pensive. He still stares at mine taco shell, but thinks of something else."Well?", I jump from the pedestal. I need to get out, get some clothes, go back home. Even if I will need to sleep with professor Hippie... or kick his butt.When. " I watched as she wasn't sure how it was going to taste and didn't really want to but she would. I loved the look of that little pink tongue coming out to just touch the head. I felt the light flick then another one, I was watching her eyes and I could see it wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. "Now just take the head in your mouth, come on its okay." Oh the erotic thrill that went through my body as her hot breath washed over my cock just before it was engulfed in the warm wet. Told me his wife wouldn’t try and that I was making him feel real special. Then he asked if I would come out to his truck for a while so we could be alone. I sure wanted to go with him, so I followed him out. In his truck, he stripped off his clothes and let me tongue bathe him. He had a really hairy body and was very masculine, yet he was clearly used to gay sex like this! He kept encouraging me and telling me what to do to him, how good I was making him feel, and what to do next. While he. Finally her mother’s tongue penetrates her asshole, a sticky wet sound of saliva as she drives in as far as she can. I make her slurp in and out a few more times, finally letting go when she gags noisily in utter disgust. “Well?” She looks traumatized but nods. Clean.“Ok now switch. Go on, Ella back here, Grace on the step, bend over, good.” Poor little Ella's face looks like she’s facing a monster in front of her. Shoved right up to her own mother’s asshole. She looks up at me with puppy eyes,.