M turned around so that his forehead was by J’s ass and his balls were now gently smashing lace panties and ladies perfume all over his face. J love... this feeling, standing there bowlegged while his friend played with his balls and rubbed them all over his face felt amazin. M leaned his head back on the bed and J straddled his face. M poked and probed his tongue around the leg openings and just then, realized that J was shaven. M was so uncontrollably horny that he tore the panties off of J. I of course had slept in that morning. I never heard him leave. I did make a glorious dinner, though. George has this stomach weakness, you know. I mean he loves good food.I waited for him wearing only an apron and holding out a glass of a rather expensive malt whiskey. Both were gone in the blink of an eye.The wine with the dinner was one (actually, two) of the highly praised Cote du Rhones of the night before. I pointed out all of its qualities to George. I even remembered two or three of the. I nodded. “Right,” I replied. “Most vendors don’t like those either, but at least Smashwords and Barnes&Noble don’t seem to have any problems with it, and they’ve become a little popular there as well. For a test, I’ve written a few incest stories, which weren’t all that successful, and didn’t give me as much either. So I’ll probably stick to things that turn me on myself.”I spun again and this time managed to get the bottle neck to point a little bit more to her than to me. “There we go,” I. .. If my friend would carry on, I'd cum, loud, right in front of them. I wasn't ready for it yet, still been feeling overwhelmed and still waiting for more guys to come. I asked for a break. All the cocks disappeared, men stepped away, I could finally see what was on the screen. After couple of minutes my friend resumed with his hand on my lap, quickly getting his fingers back inside of me, now kissing me, making me taste his fingers, biting on my lower lip, whispering "I'm so hard for.