The whole time these thoughts were going in my head i had forgot about another head of mine but those hot african mouths on my white panty boy cock wo...e me up. they were swathing my cock and balls with a lot of viggor. my cock was being assaulted by these dueling tounges from all sides . the whole time i was sucking away on there ebony poles while stairing at there bloted sperm sacks. the pace was picking up faster and faster and i think they could sence that i was close to a mind blowing. "He was dying as he held hands with Rex, staring out of the glass elevatoras suddenly everyone was becoming small in the distance and the elevatorrose up towards their floor. Barely a word was uttered by his sister orTara as they made out the entire way up, and then he heard the dreadedding as the elevator stopped at their floor."Last stop," said Tara, taking a breath before looking at Bob andwhispering into his ear. "And last part of our deal. Believe me I thinkyou're about to enjoy something. He pulled it out and found it was one of the fake photos, the one where he was sucking some fag's cock. He looked at it, trying to see where the cut lines were, and then he saw something in the background.A mirror.And in that mirror a reflection of the person who took the photo. About 5'8", long blonde hair, and wearing a leather bondage outfit. The girl who had met him in this very bar on the night his problems started."Son of a bitch," he muttered.Tracy Murdoch was close to orgasm. She and. Michael came back down and handed her the towel. As she reached for it, their hands met ever so briefly and Michael realized he did not even know her name. "I'm Michael" he sputtered. "Cathy, I love a few doors down, just moved in about a week ago. Didin't expect this weather." Slowly, she moved down the hallway, Michael could only stand and watch as her long, tan legs glided across the tile floors toward the living room. Her butt cheeks swaying ever so gently, ever so sensually from side.