It was the most perfect thing in the world right then. The way the lips unfurled when she spread her legs was, frankly, divine and when her stiff litt...e clit bobbed into view I felt my third erection of the day begin to stir.For the next fifteen minutes, Candy and I watched Sara masturbate to three powerful orgasms. The first, and by far the most powerful, took us all by surprise I think. It seemed to just happen out of the blue and Sara went from a sweet, moaning girl to a wild, thrashing. It was obviously the woman's clothing, and there was a small purse also. I picked it up and found a wallet inside. In the wallet I found her driver's license. It said her name was Judith Donnely. It said she lived at 826 Farragut Street. It said she was twenty-four years old. It also showed her picture. I had only seen her face twisted with pain, distorted with her screaming and crying. The picture showed her smiling, fresh-faced and pretty. I put the driver's license in my pocket, I wasn't. "I looked at him. His sympathy was genuine, and I knew he was picturing losing Taylor. He'd said his parents were gone so I knew he'd experienced loss at a young age."I've always wanted to visit there ... big difference from west Texas where I grew up ... kinda like to see the place where all that cold air comes from." He deadpanned.I laughed."Not my fault ... it's the Canucks ... they send it south so we Americans get a taste of what real cold is like!" Well I wish they'd keep it!" Me too .... It felt so good. He started to enter my asshole with his tongue. I was rubbing my dick on his couch and thrusting my ass into his face. After about 5 minutes or so he stopped. He asked if I wanted to taste him. I couldn’t believe it. I had always wanted to lick a man’s asshole. We switched positions. He had a perfectly round bubble butt. It was nice and smooth and completely shaved. As I spread his ass checks the musky smell hit my nose. It smelled so damn good. His asshole was small and the.