“I can’t believe what I’m seeing” she added in amazement. She released her friend’s mouth and moved beside Mercy.“Oh my god, bestie, aren�...�t we lucky or what?” she asked, nudging her friend in the elbow.“Miss Carlota is the lucky one, Julieta” answered Mercy. “She’s the one taking that dick every night”“That was a rhetorical question, Mercy” replied Julieta. “I wonder how big he is”“What’s a rhetorical question?” asked Mercy, “Don’t use big words on me, Julieta, I didn’t graduate high school,. Brad jumped in my car and immediately went for my pants.“Brad! Hold up!!!...............”“Jeremy, I have waited for two months............”There was a deep desperation in his eyes. I too had wanted to have this young thing two months ago, but decided against that plan of action. And besides in two months we had become friends. Friends with a big age difference, but still friends, with that underlying sexual tension.“Wait sweetcakes..........”We drove on in silence to my place, the entire time I. It took him time to chew it all up, but in the end, he was successful.Paul rose slightly after he had finished, feeling quite relieved and getting aroused by the boy covered in his shit. "Clean me with your tongue, bitch. You're gonna be my toilet paper. Wipe me clean.˝ he commanded, his imposing body alone being all the authority he needed. He obeyed the following order with much pleasure, using his tongue as a toilet paper, going deep inside Paul's asshole. He moaned in utter arousal, as he. Unfortunately all the shades were pulled down tight and I couldn't see a thing. I went back to my car and sat and watched the house. At eleven thirty people started leaving and by twelve (and by my count) only Jana, Lea, Terry and three guys were left. At twelve-ten Terry and a guy came out and got in the pick up truck. They sat and talked for about five minutes and then Terry's head disappeared from view and I knew the guy was getting a blow job. I pulled out and headed for home. I wanted to.