Mem, your pussy is so nice and soft.Boy1: Inserted his small wrist finger inside my tight hole. Me: Slowly little boy, don’t try to hurt me like sud...en finger inside my asshole. Boy2: Applied oil to my boobs and was pressing and squeezing harder than before and I was moaning loudly with pleasure.Boy1: Inserted his finger and was massaging every corner of my tight cunt. His cock was hard erect ready to fuck me any moment, His fist was touching all untouched sensitive parts of my inner pussy. ‘Good thing I didn’t get attached to this place,’ he replied tightly. Micheal cocked his head to the side, eyes on Gabe. ‘Already had the talk with him. Let’s just wait and see what happens.’ Gabriel shook his head. Michael just sighed. Abigail wondered what they were talking about. It almost sounded as if Gabriel was considering getting rid of the beach house. ‘Shit,’ Michael huffed. ‘With the practice and drama, I forgot about your meds.’ Abigail’s eyes widened as she saw Gabriel settle. Let me put it this way. She had not called me to tell me she was coming. She got out, with a hand in her back, and waddled towards Jake and me. We'd had come out onto the porch when we heard Tucker barking and her car coming up the drive."You made it in record time," said Jake, stepping down to awkwardly hug her."Somebody want to let me in on the surprise?" I said.Frankie looked at me and frowned."Aren't you glad to see me, Tut?" Of course I am," I said.She was blunt about it ... quite possibly. Timothy could feel the warm ooze coating his mouth and throat, and swallowed as instructed.In all honesty, the taste was not great, but the eroticism of the encounter negated Timothy’s misgivings.“Did you like that?” Errol asked as he wiped Timothy’s slimy chin.“Yeah… That was great,” Timothy, gushed.As Errol pulled up his pants, he asked, “Where do you live?”After Timothy mentioned his address, Errol let out a laugh and replied that his house was only a block away from Timothy’s home. Errol.