I wondered if there was anything that Malcolm wouldn’t do as a cuckold and then a thought suddenly occurred to me. “When’s Sally’s birthday?�... I asked him.“First of March,” he replied. “Why?”“How old is she this time?”“Thirty-six.”I thought for a few moments. “Her body clock is ticking away isn’t it Malcolm?” I said to him.He looked puzzled. “I mean, late thirties and no children yet!” I said.“We have talked about,” he admitted. “Just waiting for the right time.”I smiled. “There’s never a right. I couldn’t resist them, I leaned in, giving his huge nuts yet another tongue bath even as I continued beating him off, slapping my hot wet pink mouth-muscle all over the big stones, but my jerking was making it a real challenge, the fat pair were bucking and dancing, slapping down onto my face lewdly. Even when I sucked at one to hold it down for the slobbery tongue bath, the other continued to assert his dominance, splatting between my eyes again and again.When I removed my face from his. He smiled and introduced himself as Xavier. I stuttered out my name along with a nice to meet you. He then boldly asked me if I liked what I saw. I played coy and said yes I have been wanting a new shower curtain for a while just do not know which one to pick. He starred deep into my eyes and said you know what I meant. I swallowed the lump in my throat and before I could answer he was behind me whispering in my ear, "We both know we wanna fuck each other till we pass out." He put his hands on. He responded nicely and as he leant his head forward I told him,“take my knickers off.” He was very obedient and I felt his fingers go into the sides of my panties and he slid them down my legs to the floor where I stepped out of them. Since he was crouching I turned and pushed my fanny into his face. He didn’t disappoint and lifted my leg over his shoulder and started lapping at my slit working the clit nicely with a big strong tongue. This boy wasn’t fantastic or not as good as my Dave who is.