I played with the tip for a while, teasing the head with my tongue before taking him further into my mouth. With every back and forward motion I went ...eeper, using both hands to stroke up and down his shaft in rhythm. The further I went the faster I moved and I began to feel his cock hitting the back of my throat. I took him as far as I could and felt the beating of his cock down my throat as I held it there for a few seconds. Pulling back with heavy breaths I saw I had left my red lipstick. Sawyer crossed one leg over the other, wishing they'd given him something besides a chair. At least a table meant he wouldn't be so exposed.They're probably analyzing your body language with a program, whispered his mind. Don't fidget.The younger man stared at him behind a reflective pair of glasses. He hadn't said a word since they'd escorted him from class, simply steering the boy by the shoulder to the station, then to a tiny room inside."What do you know of CISH, Lee?" asked the older man -. Mmm ... fine product." We laughed."I look a mess," Joanne said."We have a remedy," I said. "Everybody up. We need a shower." There was a quick scramble and Rose ran into the nearest bathroom to start the water. I carried Joanne in, half afraid she'd still get embarrassed and try to escape. She just stayed hugged as tightly to me as she could until we stepped into the shower. Then I set her on her feet as Rose, Donna, Rhonda, and Elaine all crowded in with us. We had all six showerheads flowing. The tanned man sank to his knees, placing his hands on each orbed buttock he pulled aside and kissed his partners hole, pushing saliva into the orifice with his tongue. He could taste his man, he loved that taste, rolling his tongue around the clean pink hole, the pale man gasping in ecstasy. The tanned man rose and dribbled oil onto his penis, rubbing it around the length. It felt like a solid bone, throbbing, with a feeling as if to burst. Those purpled glans met the wet glistening lips of.