“You don’t mind gay por do you”“no not at all, in fact I love it”We lay on the bed cuddled some and had more than a few passionate kisses.I ...eel both our cocks rub together,Jack pulled out a bottle of poppers. “take some it helps relax your body and gives you a great high”“I know, I’ve used them before”I was rolled over on my belly, I felt jacks tongue start to rim my ass. This always got me hard and excited. The feeling of a tongue licking your ass is wonderful.From a side draw Jack pulled out. I have always kept my hands to myself, but I was finding it hard to continue much longer. She has developed the cutest little A cup bee sting titties, and I know that she has found out how much fun it is to “explore” her private parts as her mother has told her to refer to them.I had heard the moans and giggles when her little friend Janet came to stay the night, and Steph always made sure the two of them paraded around in their little camisoles and cute little panties. I had recently been. I passed the living room into the dining room, luckily the light was off but I had to tread carefully. I went to the serving hatch which was open. From the darkness of the dining room I could clearly see into the lounge. The lights had been dimmed and I could hear our favourite Michael Buble tracks coming from the Hifi. Lynn and Richard were sitting on the sofa. He was leaning toward her, speaking in a low tone. I could see that she felt uncomfortable by his closeness but at the same time,. Even so Gray’s knock at 6:15AM woke me. At least he brought me a cup of convenience store coffee.I poured my coffee from the Styrofoam cup into the electric tea pot and reheated it a little. “So Gray, should we carry the grenade launcher with us?” I asked with a chuckle.“Not a bad idea. However collateral damage is only acceptable in a Muslim country,” he replied.The coffee was boiling in only a couple of minutes. “Actually the last brother might be Muslim.” I replied to his observation.“Hell.