"Oh," Ruth replied, wondering what was going on but clearly willing to play along. "I got up for the express purpose of serving him."The waiter's eyes...were glancing from one person to the other in the room."We can take it from here," Ruth said. "Why don't you head on your way? Our master likes us to serve him in the nude and he doesn't permit the eyes of the non-converted to fall upon our bare flesh."The young waiter looked and saw the other women nod their agreement."Dick," Andy said when he. What really turned me on was how she would lick the taste of her pussy off her fingers. She'd often smile and tell me how much she loved the taste of pussy (she admitted to me that she had licked another girl's pussy previously and really wanted to repeat the event). Kristen loved watching me cum. She would always get in there with her hands, taste the cum, rub it on her pussy, and so on. I remember her placing my cum on her tongue, leaning forward and asking me if I wanted a taste. I, of. At least you can use the right word. It was bigger and seemed to be thicker than Ryan's. Neither one of them had the get-lost-in-them slate gray eyes that Prescott had.ACK. I was dripping tomato juice on my English Muffin. Got lost in remembering all the boys and the feelings. AND I had a date with the eyes tonite. Assuming that wasn't just a joke. I didn't think it was a joke. Not to mention that Rudolfo was part of the 'thing' in the weight room yesterday. That was awesome. They had me pinned. The stud is now down to his third and last condom and he pounds his amazingly beautiful partner with a vengeance. “Oh, shit! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” the sweat drenched stud finally gasps as he feels his tool spurting, the forceful spasms emptying his balls of their genetic slime; Melissa moans loudly as she joins him in climax. As the stud orgasms, he has the satisfaction of knowing that at least some of his sperm cells are escaping through the pinholes that he poked in the condom; gyrating.