I could see their mouths open and eager tongues meeting, working against each other wetly, and their cocks touched, the heads and shafts sliding again...t and across each other.It was incredibly sexy and I played with my tits, pinching my nipples and dragging my fingernails along the soft bottoms and around the sides, just staring at the sight above me. Two teenage boys kissing deeply, naked and in love. One big and muscular and handsome, the other seeming almost frail by comparison, but so. I’ll say that it’s nothing like having a real eight-inch cock, but it did feel really good.I moaned and added, “You feel so good inside me. I need your cock. I need your big cock inside me. Fuck me. Fuck me!”Ethan’s face was flushed and I could see the telltale arm movements of masturbation. He was stroking his cock furiously and was paying such rapt attention to my pussy that a subway train could have barreled through our apartment and he wouldn’t have noticed.When I added in a little bit of. I just went to a sex-shop with dark glasses and a hoodie, like many other people, and Ialready knew the guilty feeling of buying porn, and it wasn't like youwent to any of those shops for groceries, so in the end it was just anawkward moment.But buying makeup... bummer... I finally recalled the Theater group at myart school and then looked for the opportunity to casually turn aconversation with one of the guys attending it, asking him where theyused to get their makeup. There were no secret:. I moved my arms down to her back, the under her buttocks.She put her arms around my neck and I lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed and placed her on her. back. She was and incredible sight, her full firm breast out of the flimsy dress with her nipples hard and erect. Legs wide apart with the dress bunched up around her waist exposing her plump pussy. The moisture pooled in the cleft from her arousal and our sex and the pinkness in her lips turned me on and moved my lips to her.