” Brent asked, “Did you swallow?” I just smiled and said, “That was the best part.” He just smiled back and said, “I kinda thought you wer... gonna… swallow,” and then we both left.Brent and I continued to communicate through our fake email accounts, so our communications could be clandestine. Brent sent me an email a week or so later and asked if I wanted to meet up again. I just thought, ‘How nice. Horny young straight boy needs servicing.’I replied, “Sure.”Brent just wanted a day and time.I. I have never been this close to another cock. I could see every vein, the purple-blueness of the cockhead showing under the foreskin, all surrounded by a halo of fine red hair. Yes - she dyed her pubes. Slowly, I put my lips to her cock surprised at how easy it was to push back the foreskin with my lips caressing the cockhead. I could taste sweetness. Her pre-come was sweet. She also smelled musky. I’d always wondered why that was also a type of men’s fragrance. I let her cock slide. ?Bend over, Amy,? he said, and before long I found myself bending over the table, my breasts pressed hard against the cold surface and my butt wiggling in the air, my whole body bent at a ninety degree angle. He proceeded with a few preliminary spanks before taking the bowl of grapes that he had for dessert.?Amy, I want you to count the number of grapes that I insert in your ass.??Yes Sir,? I said, submissively, tossing in the ‘Sir’ for his benefit. I’d been warned there was going to be some. Jenny feels her pussy juice from expectation is already abundant. Professor Peter pushes the button till she is all the way up and spread wide eagled. At 6 feet she is almost flat now with her twat and ass at the heighth of his head. Instead of dripping down her thighs her pussy juice wets her sphincter. Peter licks the lowest drops from her crack and next he works his way up. First he tries to penetrate her backdoor with his tongue. Instinctively Jennifer tightens her ring muscle, as it seems.