But not for long. She now went back to rubbing my balls and massaging right above my penis and in the little spots between your legs on each side of y...ur junk. With all the attention on my groin area, my plumped up half boner rose to about three quarters. And then finally the moment I had waited so long for. She points at my 3/4 mast dick and says, you want me to take care of that for you. I quickly say yes, and she just as quickly says she needs an extra tip for that. Talk about a salesperson. His best feature by far, however, was his small, very small, swimming shorts. “Bloody hell! They leave nothing at all to the imagination,” Maggie thought. As he turned slightly in her direction, she could clearly see the outline of a very promising cock. She must have breathed in audibly because the man suddenly glanced over at her.“Now that was embarrassing,” Maggie smiled to herself. But just before she hurriedly turned away, this hot young Brazilian stud smiled back.Maggie decided she needed. Whenever we used to meet with other friends. We used to be formal but talks were through eyes.Initially, our chats were on general stuff. But started personal in a few days. We used to share everything as we became close friends. On Friday late evening, I was out with my friends for drinks and she was chatting with me because her husband was out. I told her, “I am drunk.” She said do you drink often.I said only with friends. Though I was drunk but was in sense and wanted to use this opportunity. He let out a stream of thick cum which splashed over my face and over Michael’s dick. Michael was wanking his cock, using his friend’s spunk as lube and having recovered from my orgasm I took him back into my mouth, tasting Chris’s spunk as I did. It was a matter of seconds before he also began pumping salty cum out of his throbbing, twitching cock, this time straight down my hungry throat. We allowed ourselves a little recovery time, but their touches and caresses to my tingling body didn’t.