But now I realized it. The socks weren't just pink, they had several stains. Only now did I notice it! It was my sperm. My juice from the shoes. Trace... of my effusion everywhere on Marie's pink socks! On the toes, on the side of the foot, on the heel, ...The same picture on Marie's socks - cum all over the socks. A small drop even pulled down from her toes and dripped onto her boot underneath. They noticed how I recognized my work. Both now looked down at their socks too. Then back to me. And. Here and now she had the opportunity for it. Paraphrasing the old Coke advertisement, her mind screamed, “Cock, the real thing!” Although it seemed like forever since the question had arisen, in fact it had only been a short time. Courtney’s hand trembled nervously as she made her decision. She reached out her arm and pointed her finger. She did not point at the inanimate glass toy. She pointed at a man and his real live cock.Before giving me a chance to react, my sexy young niece did. The sheer intensity of their lusts made me now understand why they were close friends with Rich and Brit. In fact, I wondered if either of them had been intimate with either of that couple that now served me, but that was a question for another. If they hadn’t been sexually involved with Rich and Brit in the past, I was determined that they would be in the future.There was no doubt in my mind that Natalie’s asshole qualified as a wonder in its own right, being just as hot and tight as Carly’s. I then lifted her body so that she could get the entire stroke and then released her. I continued helping her raise and lower her body, she was getting into a rhythm now, and it felt so good to me as well. She was moaning and writhing in my arms. We had been doing this for about fifteen minutes, just a slow up and down movement of my arms. Lifting her and lowered her down, using my hips to force my cock deeper and deeper. I felt the need to release, but I suppressed it.I had enough; it was.