As she was next to me, i could feel my big cock was rising in my pants. She asked me "what is the matter"? I said nothing. I said to her that i go to ...he toilet and come back. Sooo i left towards the toilet. Once i reached there, i removed my pants and my cock was soooo big and hard like hell. I wanted to masturbate but i ddnt, i just gave it some strokes and made my way back to the living room. To my great surprise as i reached the living room, i saw her pressing her big boobs sooooo firmly. "You do." Please Angie," he whispered back. "Please put those sexy, sexy 'jarmies on for me." Well," I grinned, turning on my heel and looking back over my shoulder at him. "Since you said 'please'." And I strutted slowly to the changing rooms, swinging my bottom and using the mirror to watch him watching me.The game's afoot – as Sherlock Holmes was wont to say – and once I begin the game, all I want to do is play. I stripped naked in record time and quickly slipped into the cami and the little. He continued this relentless thrusting, causing my ass to bounce upand down on the couch, each thrust bringing me closer and closer to theedge of orgasm. He was close even before he had started fucking me and Icould not imagine how he was keeping himself from shooting deep inside mewith each stroke, but whatever it was, it worked well as Rick continued tothrust himself into my pussy. With each stroke, I could feel my holebecoming more and more slick and I knew that with even one small touch. Like Jan, I would let the cock shoot into my mouth while I held it a scant inch away. I loved the taste of cum like Jan. I told her that most men's cum was pretty bitter but that it still tasted like cum. In our discussions over the years we both agreed that older men's cum tasted better and that real young boys, twelve years or up fifteen. tasted even better. After that their cum was pretty sour till they got older.Once several months before Jan and I were at a bar. I had went to the bathroom.