"Reluctantly, Christopher went into the bathroom, disrobed, and began to shower. He heard the bathroom door open and Zeke shouted out."I didn't think ...ou got no robe with you, so I put an extra on the hook."When Christopher heard the bathroom door close, he turned off the water and toweled dry. His clothes were no longer on the floor where he had left them. The only thing to put on was a robe that Zeke had left hanging on the door. The robe was green satin with a Japanese style picture of. "Fuck me, go on make me cum, fuck it, fuck it..."They both really began pounding my fanny, my juices spurting everywhere, their fingers slopping in and out of me with audible slurps and plops ... my juices were leaking heavily now as the waves of my orgasm started..."Fucking hell ... I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming you dirty cunts"...My first climax washed over me as I sat shaking and leaking my cum all over the guys fingers. My cunt juice dribbling onto my legs and seeping onto the. I was answered with that purring sound again, so I made the same licking motion again and again, a little faster and more vigorously each time. “Oh, God, please,” he said. Grasping his cock firmly in my hand, I tilted it upward enough for me to lower my mouth on it: first the head, my tongue swirling the same way he’d done for me, and then down an inch or so. Back up toward the tip, sucking slightly, and tasting precum for the first time in my life. It was like nothing I’d ever tasted before,. Though it was still cold, the sky was still clear, and the wind of the evening before had died down. Fresh frost sparkled in the morning sunlight, and the dog's breath made clouds of steam as they ran down the street, with Mike and Josh waving to the crowd. In a few minutes, they passed Jim Horton's house, and ran down the road to the two-rut that would take them to the North Country Trail.Though it was a new experience to Josh, to take the dogs this far, it didn't prove to be anything he.