She was sweating and I got the smell of her sweet sweat. I liked it, and it tempted me. I have looked at her face and stared at her lips. I was chewin... those lips holding her face with my hands in my mind. As she was touching my forehead I felt so good. She said ok and sat near my head grabbing the stool.As her touch made me feel good I grabbed her hand and kept it on my cheeks and I have turned to her side. I didn’t realize now she can see my tool clearly as the lungi displaced. I was closed. I feel as though I am winning some kind of wonderful prize as Treybegins to slowly fuck me again, his movements now are really verydeliberate, unhurried, savory. He is swiveling his hips a little now sideto side, slow, slow, slow. I am impossibly wet with sweat and overflowingass-cum churned up by Trey's huge cock deep in my bowels. I am incredibly sore - anally ****d by a dick ridiculously large. Andyet... "I want this"... at first more like a question, but then, veryquickly it is the. Watching him interact with his wife and kids, Brody saw a different side of his friend. He was more relaxed; now that he had his family with him, there was a tension in Bax that was missing."How do you do it?" Brody asked as they stepped into the kitchen for a beer."Do what?" Bax opened a bottle and handed it to him."Manage with them so far away?" Brody took a drink. "I don't know if I could do that."Bax shrugged and drank from his own bottle. "You do what you have to. I don't like it, but it. I didn't have a problem with this. I found it stimulating. I never planned to meet the guys, just tease them. They lived way off, and it would be impossible to meet them. I didn't want to meet anyway. But, I did enjoy teasing them. This one guy sent me nude pictures of himself and he was hung. Now that got my interest. I had never been with a man with that much manhood. We had cyber sex while my husband watched over my shoulder. My husband had seen the guy's picture and knew what he had. None.