Byron took the bottle, a pump release, unscrewed the pump, and began pouring about a third of the bottle over my half-hard cock, letting it cascade do...n my red and sticky bottom. After my bottom was glistening with the slippery oil, Poke lived up to his name. He began rubbing his hand on my tummy, saying with heavily applied sarcasm, “Feels like sandpaper a little, huh?” Usually, in porn I’ve watched, a fisting begins slowlyThen, very suddenly, with nothing to stop him and not a thought for my. "I didn't mean to be nosy. It just looked like something was on your mind while we were at Cameron's. Even though I talk pretty fast, I'm a decent listener, if you ever want to talk about it." "Thanks." Another few steps and then out of nowhere, Jake found himself telling her everything about the breakup. He told her how Chelsea had started pulling away not long after they moved in together, and he'd put it up to the stress of the change. She had insisted on only the toniest restaurants and. The smell of cock and cum was overwhelming as well as the moaning and groaning of hot men . I was naked within seconds , my cock oozing precum as I walked the hallway . One door was partially opened as I looked inside and saw an older slender man on the bed , fucking a younger guy like me in the ass from behind . His cock was so hard and thick as he went balls deep in and out of his hot fuckhole . I stood right next to them when the older man said that he was gonna blow his load ! I watched. Donna gave me a hug and thanked me for the kindness. “I don’t know how to repay you,” she remarked. “I’m sure you’ll come up with something,” I replied, proffering a wink. I retreated back to the house. Donna came over after about an hour.. The three of us sat and enjoyed a nice dinner together on our patio. As was our custom, I popped open a bottle of Lambrusco after dinner and invited Donna to join Becca and I for some drinks. At first, Donna declined, but Becca insisted. We chatted about.