“About that oil,” he said. “Don’t forget about my part that most needs massaging.”Maggie screwed up her courage, sat up, straddled him, fill...d her cupped hand with olive oil and massaged it into his chest, looking at his face, his parted lips and half-closed eyes, feeling the hard muscles of his arms, stroking his short, powerful fingers one by one in her hands.As she sat on his groin, his hardened penis slipped into her vagina. Her heart missed a beat. She froze. “No, no. I must be careful!”. He oozed another healthy stream onto her tongue, and then she let him go at her aunt's urging. Christine took him in and sucked the last little dribble of his seed from his throbbing cock.Both women took turns licking and sucking him until he fell backward to sit heavily on the couch. He gasped for breath, his head lolled to one side and his arms lying limp.Christine turned to her niece and the two shared his cum between them in a kiss. Christine then carefully cleaned the sticky cream from her. He had been shocked when he met Hue coming out of Ria’s room a week ago. Hue had said they needed to talk and had taken him to the diner.He had asked him if he remembered that Frat-do in university when they had gotten wasted, and some guy had fucked him? William was surprised Hue even knew. He reluctantly agreed that he did. He was even more shocked when Hue admitted it was, he. He explained that he hadn’t meant too, but well, you know what those situations were like.Essco laughed and looked. Com Author's Note: This is story is radically different from the many othersthat I have written, and even radically different from those normally foundon the BDSM Library. There is no torture, no pain, no non-consensual sex, nobondage, and not even any spanking. This is merely an intense sexual experience,light in taste, and totally consensual. So why read it? Because I think thatalmost every man will tell you that this fantasy is one he would want to live. Richard Nicholson squinted down at.