It was also fun putting Melinda as the filler in a three-man-sandwich. The last time he'd done that, he'd been the one up her ass.Mary had been the sa...dwich filler twice when they were in their late teens. He'd participated the first time and had used her pucker door. She was deep-throating Harry Baltz-what kind of cruel parents would saddle a son with a name like that?-while riding Tony Kim's pole for all she was worth. Her butt cheeks would clench together as she slammed down around him and. Trish had offered my services without my say so and David was now making use of it as he wished. And using it he was. This was no longer a blow job, he was fucking my mouth and I loved it. His thrusts were harder, sharper, faster, banging against the back of my throat. ‘Does he… does he… does he swallow?’ David asked, rather breathlessly. ‘Oh, yes. He swallows. Every drop,’ Trish replied and, from the tone of her voice, I could tell she was loving every minute of this. And that implicit. What do I tell her? My gut hurts so you've been fucking around on me? Boy, I bet that would go over big.Our marriage seems normal, what ever that is in this day and age. We met while in our twenties, dated about a year, and then got married. She pops out a kid about every two years. I got tired of the pop outs so I had a vasectomy after the last one.Well, this was one of those days where we all, the two teenagers, my wife and I, have dinner together. The kids talked a little about school and. ? ?Then I?m picking youup at home. 7.? He hung up, not worriedin the least. Zach would be home at 7. That night, in thealley behind Henry?s, he had Zach on his knees, jeans pulled down and his redpanties clear for any passersby to see. His dick was deep down that throat, andhe never tired of watching that pretty face suck him. Slick lips, salivadrooling out of the sides and dripping down the chin, his balls making wetslapping sounds as he fucked that mouth, and his hands clenched tight in.