The plastic bloused nicely andshimmered cutely reflecting the light coming into their rooms. It waslike some kind of soft white liquid glass as the f...lds moved when theydid, even slightly. The baby panties also crinkled a bit which added anice touch to the bulky look that the boys took on with no otherclothing."Go ahead and get into a tee-shirt," Rose said and added, "And yoursocks as well. I'm going to call Helen." Socks? For what?" Jeff asked. There was still the risk that Bobbymight. There isn’t a square inch of flesh on my body he hasn’t touched or licked. All of his ministrations are not in vain. He does all of that nightly to prepare for his feast. Shining in the soft candlelight, completely relaxed, I will spread my legs as he kneels before my holy altar. My temple is his place of worship. I have prepared a challis from which he can drink the sweet nectar of the gods. Softly, he spreads my lips and he inhales the scent of my pussy. Content to just luxuriate in my. Taking the man’s big dick up his cherry asshole had hurt like hell and Terry had tried resisting the Man, but Serge had easily overpowered the boy. After Serge had completed his initial **** and deposited a steamy load of Man-scuzz up Terry’s butt-hole, he had stopped just long enough to inform the boy that because Serge had seeded the boy with his cum, Terry was now Serge’s fuck-bitch and the boy now had a ‘pussy’ between his legs, a pussy that Serge had every right to fuck whenever he. ' Her saucy look and pointed glance at my groin when we met for dinner made it clear what that something would be.We finally made it to her apartment. She practically ripped my clothes off, yet hesitated once were we fully naked. Taking my hand she guided it to her dripping slit. This time she moaned her approval when I gently pulled on her triangle and used it to tease her clit."I want you so bad," she insisted, grinding against my hand and reaching for my cock. "But you have to promise to be.