Long, hard and throbbing. She reached down and touched it and started to stroke his shaft, running her finger across the top and then back down. She l...oked at him and saw that he was looking at her, his mouth still glistening from her juices. She leaned forward and kissed him and then whispered ‘Take me, please’ He pulled her on top and directed his erection towards her swollen pussy. Her tight pussy slowly gave way to him and she sank down onto his shaft, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly. .. and yours ... right where they belong! That’s where his fingers should be, right?” Carmen moaned as I played with her asshole now.“God ... yesss! I’ve just gotten Scott to try some ass play ... and it’s been difficult at best, but Nick takes it like a natural! He’s really an anal virtuoso, ain’t he ... just plays our bottoms like violins. You don’t seem to mind when I toy with your tush, either, am I right?” Neda asked during a very steamy, three-way kiss between us.“Honey ... I love it!. Unsurprisingly, one of my ‘current’/ongoing visitors is ‘Sarge’ (you might remember him from ‘hands like shovels’). As you well know, 99% of the time I meet people with ‘Eeyore’ partly for safety and partly because he enjoys watching. Well, since Sarge has never asked to meet alone, and has generally been a ‘jolly good egg ‘(that’s posh for crackin’ shag!), I suggested a 1:1 meet (with Eeyore’s knowledge I might add). Before long, the opportunity for a cheeky daytime meet arose. Now I should. “Strip to your panties,” you command. Your words echo in my head as I obey. I kick off my shoes, throw off my shirt and drop my pants so I am standing before you in naught but girlie pink panties that betray my stiff and tiny boy clitty.You laugh and ask, “Are you hard for me, boy?” You know the answer but you like to hear me say it. This is all part of it for you; you get off on dominating and humiliating your cocksuckers. “Well,” you ask again, “are you hard for me?”My face flushes as I.