Ricordo benissimo come Peppe abbia subito preso la mia mano e l’abbia portata sui suoi pantaloncini da mare, in corrispondenza del suo cazzo. E rico...do anche il mio stupore: sotto la mia mano sentivo un cazzo già molto grosso che stava crescendo; la mia mano si infilò sotto i pantaloncini e lo estrasse: mi apparve un splendido cazzo, lungo, solcato da grosse vene e che terminava con una cappella incredibilmente larga. Lo strinsi e lo guardai allibita penso che aveva oltre 20... 23 cm di cazzo:. I said - Cleo is fine, resting for a good week-end. - Then finish whatever is that you are doing and bring Cleo home so that Anthony (wife's dildo)can fuck her as I please and the sooner you get here the sooner Cleo's week-end will start. - OK, that sounds very sexy . . . . Bye, I'll be home with Cleo in 25/30 minutes. Closed my stuff, realized that I will be coming in tomorrow. Stopped a sec on the boy's room so I could fuck Cleo with a but plug that would keep her excited for Anthony. As I. As I pulled up, she raised her head and gave a tired wave.I rolled down my window. “Are you okay?”“Yeah, I’m fine. Just exhausted and a little pissed off.” She struggled to her feet and I almost gasped. I had never seen her like this. She was wearing a tiny, skin-tight black dress with a sheer panel covering a neckline that plunged to just between her breasts. Strappy black heels made her already spindly legs look miles long. She was breathtaking. This was a far cry from the sweet, almost mousy. "He pulled my night shirt up over my head and let it trail like a cloud down my back and onto the carpeted floor. Under the silvery light of the full moon cascading through the window behind us, I could see his eyes devouring the site of my exposed body."You are the most succulent piece of ass I have ever laid eyes on!" He exclaimed, making us burst out in giggles.He lifted his butt so I could pull down his shorts and briefs. His cock sprung back – the tip of it was caught inside the elastic.