.. my prize is stolen from me, and I am destitute with the yawningchasm of my desire left empty and abandoned."Show me your tongue," you demand once m...re.Obediently, I comply. Perhaps this time...?And then I taste the sweet tang of my own juices, served up on a bed ofhardened flesh. Should I be repulsed? I know that I should, but thiscontact...any contact indeed, has become an obsession. And so I extend mytongue and taste what is offered me...gratefully...hungrily...lustily,seeking more but. As he did, the right bra strap slipped up his right arm up to the elbow.Snap! Another hook pulled the cincher still tighter around his waist. Each snap was taking longer now, as the cincher struggled to pull each one in to the last and tightest position. The pressure was unbearable.Moving back to the bra, he reached for the bra straps, trying to grasp them and pull them back down his arms, but the fingers refused to grasp! All he could do was paw at the straps, but they easily worked their way. We then lay back for a while, me stroking his thigh, he caressed my nipples and as I started to feel horny again, I started touching my own cock and gently playing with myself. We now lay on our sides, his cock in my mouth, (again), me stroking my cock and two of his fingers inside me tempting my hole to be fucked again. It was now my turn to come and as I did, he sucked me good and hard leaving me feeling weak at the knees. However, he had other ideas and pushing me onto my back, he raised my. ’ She snatched the baby off Brick’s lap and walked away. Remembering discretion to be the better part of valor, Niko followed suit, grinning at his friend’s predicament. ‘I always wanted one of these,’ Niko said when they stopped at the edge of the new driveway. A large black Hummer gleamed in the sun atop the fresh white gravel. Both turned to watch the scene on the patio unfold. It was obvious a showdown was taking place, but it was difficult to tell what was being said with only the.