Her head was lowered over the microphone, her long black hair covering her face. Then suddenly, her voice rang through the stadium. It was that same s...ooth, silky voice Sherri remembered singing to her. So long ago. And then the hair was thrown back and her facial features were revealed. They seemed to be chiseled in stone, such perfect angles, proportion. Her body, to die for. Sherri gaped at her quietly, not noticing that her friend was studying her intently. When the song came to a slow,. She sat astride him and he pulled her forward onto his chest. Now Carol forced the lubricant up her asshole and David got on the bed, at first in a kneeling position, so that he could guide his cock into the girl's anus.The moment had come for the fourteen-year-old; the moment when two grown-up men would take her and violate her at the same time. But she was wanting it to happen to her, and already she was excited by the father's huge, stiff cock as he moved up to force it deep into her. I got immense pleasure and slight itching was there at the back portion where foreskin was joined with the head. I tortured myself by pouring cold water on my dick and it responded. I urinated then again poured water, wiped it with towel and came back.Mamta was sitting with two glasses on sofa and was watching toilet door only. As I walked toward her I felt she had fixed her gaze on my crotch only. I felt a bit uncomfortable and sat beside her. I took a sip and admitted to her that she is a. We just need a place to crash.”“Nonsense! We’ve got plenty of room. And who are your friends? Is this your new wife?”(Great! Dad didn’t tell them we were coming. Talk about AWKWARD! Dad had suggested that we shouldn’t invite them to the wedding, because they wouldn’t understand our ceremony. Mom, however, MUST have told them we got married.)“No, Grandma, this is Melody. She’s a close friend of ours, who helped us drive up from Florida. She’s the boss lady on the yacht we were on for our.