My lund got hard as he talked and I knew he could see my jockey shorts expand, but he never kidded me about it.When we wrestled he would grab my lund ...hrough the cloth and I would grab his and we’d squeeze until one of us gave up.“Hey its Kamal’s birthday. He’s been real nice to me, so I’m gonna ask you a favor” Raja said one evening when I was hanging out at his place.“Anything for you” I said and I meant it.“I want you to take care of him, you know, make him feel good. Nobody else will be. I did some swearing as I took him about half way down to his big balls. "Christing fuck" I groaned "you're BIG!!" I lay on him to kiss him, he responded with huge passion, he'd learntfabulously well, and quickly."That feels so gorgeous" he grinned "Tell me about it" I urged him"Soft, wet... creamy, inviting, juicy, dripping hot, snug, tight little hole" he enthused "like a little pot of warm honey" MMMMMmmmm" I moaned "Right ! Your.... fucking huge, steel- hard muscular cock, right up inside. She is a good friend to us and closer than an aunt to our son. Her boyfriend antics keep both Penny and me entertained on a regular basis. We never know who she will be bringing home to meet us. I didn’t know there were that many unattached men in our town. But then, I’m sure Lori isn’t always too careful to latch on to only unattached men. I heard her tell Penny once, “There’s no wedding ring on his cock.”She and I went out to the patio and lit off the bong. I’m a recreational toker,. ‘No Coke. Pepsi?’ the bartender replied in a funny voice. Sarah looked puzzled until she recalled seeing a Saturday Night Live rerun on late-late-late TV one night when she was unable to sleep despite the best attentions of Beth Garner. ‘Darn,’ Sarah said, brightening up at the joke. ‘I guess a Slice if you have it.’ ‘Coming right up,’ the bartender replied. As she mixed the ice and the soft drink, she said: ‘You must be from Georgia.’ ‘Is the accent that strong?’ Sarah replied, exaggerating it.