I was following the whispered directions of Chet. We shared a fetish that neither of us could speak of in New York and I wasn’t brave enough to act ...n there. Chet was braver than I was and had been after me to let loose even there. He’d made the fetish sound so intriguing.“Small size, yielding, vulnerable, smooth skin, flexibility. They take instruction well. And the Asian boys ... so satisfying,” he’d said. He was the only one of the two of us with the experience, though. I envied him.When. Billy couldn't hide his ragged breathing.And his cock throbbed stiff and dark, jutting up from between his thighs like a pleasure spear. Margaret saw that the foreskin had stretched back some to expose a tiny bit of glans. She wrapped a forefinger around the tight-fitting flesh and forced it back more. Billy dropped one oar and watched it float in the moonlit waves as the boat veered from its course. Margaret was panting herself, watching the dark blue flesh glisten in the rays of the moon as. “Give me more, more fingers, fuck my pussy,” she cried. I glanced up and saw a rose-colored blush on her face and chest.Putting my fingers and thumb together, they entered her cunt to the knuckles where fingers met hand. My god, she was wet. Her hips bounced against me, she was doing the fucking. I sucked her clit, my lips vibrating, and I opened my mouth to stroke her clit with my tongue.“Fuck me, Lauren, fuck me with your fingers!”Back and forth, my hand moved as quickly as it could. I. "I... can't stop thinking about you, Laura. No matter what." I can't stop thinking of you either." Why don't you come over tonight? Now." I can't." Laura had to think fast. "I have strep throat." Really?"Trina sounded suspicious."Yes, really. I'm on penicillin and everything. I wouldn't want you both to catch it. Especially Shawna." Oh," Trina said, disappointed. "I can't help it, I got this itch for you, Laura."Laura giggled. "I'm so glad. I've sure got one for you." How long you gonna be.