Rin shuffles to turn on her knees to take the girth of Lyndon’s cock in both her hands. Cooing gently with awe, she pushes the shaft skin toward the...base of the cock. Lyndon is one of the few bulls blessed with foreskin, an oddity in the morphing process. Rin likes nothing more than the enjoyment of unwrapping the head like a present on Christmas. It’s too bad Ashe’s isn’t like that.She stretches her mouth as wide as possible and takes the large head and upper half of Lyndon’s shaft into her. I haven't explained to him yet about why we meet every month so maybe I should start with that." Hmm, okay, this seems interesting. Every month? I wondered. "Well, Adam, each of us is college-educated. Sharon is even a PhD. And each of us is single. I'm divorced, as you know, and so is Heather. Susan and Sharon have never been married." As she spoke, I was starting to wonder if this was some kind of 'invite that bachelor' party or something. "Also, you've seen Harrisville by now. It's a nice. He's in and out of HMP and has a record as long as your arm. At 42, there's really no chance of him changing. Especially since the stolen goods are normally sold off for d**gs. Having said that, he's a decent guy, canny banter and he loves his daughter, my friend, with all his heart.He also has a habit of needing money. Forever asking his mam or daughter for a tenner. And if they can't or on the rare occasion, won't, I'm next on the ask list.Liam is also quite a flirty guy. Mainly to extract. ‘Lose the shirt,’ Shug directed. I pulled the T-shirt over my head. I stood in front of him feeling terribly vulnerable once again.. Shug looked me over and smiled. He lifted the cover. ‘Come on,’ he said. I climbed into the bed. Shug wrapped his arms around me. ‘Can I kiss you now?’ he asked. I nodded. His kiss was gentle, warm and tasted of toothpaste. His tongue licked gently at my lips. When he released my lips he kissed my cheek, my forehead and my temple. ‘I love your hair,’ he said. ‘I.