Fucking made her feel relaxed, and she was going to need that feeling during the upcoming ‘intervention.’ ———— —————– A little...while later . . . ———— —————– ‘I can’t fuckin’ believe this!’ Torrie almost shouted, startling some of the other restaurant patrons. ‘Is this the only reason you invited me out?’ Things had been going so well. Frank had been funny, Jeremy had been charming and Rachel had been friendly. Then Rachel had started in about Torrie needing some sort of life direction, and. She seemed to take to pussy licking pretty quick. She must've really wanted to try the BI think bad? Still having a big load of cum backed up in my swollen balls, I got behind Darren & bent him over slightly. Then pushing my wet dick into his tiny asshole. Damn, that little hole of his is fucking tight! Spreading some lube on my dick & his hole, I finally got my big cock up his little, very tight ass. It made for some hard fucking with that tight asshole of his. But oh, how nice it felt to. “Mmm so cute” he said as I felt a finger running up and down my crack and the palms massaging my soft fleshy cheeks, a quick slap followed by a very fake squeal, actually I quite liked it. Then with both hands pulling my cheeks far apart I felt the wetness of his tongue searching out my butthole, his thumb pulled the thong aside and his tongue got to work. It was a good job I was leaning over the table because I had gone totally weak as my daddy started to tongue fuck my virgin arse. His hands. Our host poured him a glass of Scotch, his favorite drink. I had one, too. He told me to come over and sit on the couch next to him, and of course I jumped at the invitation. He told me to stand in front of him and turn around slowly, and he told me what a nice ass I had, and felt it up. My cock started tingling. I sat down next to him, and our host put in a VHS porn tape (this WAS the early '80's) Of course, it was a gay flick, and it was about black guys and white sissies. They weren't.