They get up and completely surround me in my chair. They take out their cocks and start stroking them. I blushed and looked at them and measured them ...ith my eyes. The head dean’s cock was 10 inches long and as black as he was, the first assistant Dan had a nice 9 inch cock with veins running up the sides of it. Finally there was Chris who was only 6 inches but his cock was really fat! I looked at it and I’m sure he had to be 6 inches around. I couldn’t take it anymore, I pounced on the deans. She looked stunning in a long dress of the darkest blue velvet which did not itself cover her breasts. Her bosom was covered by almost sheer white silk and the darkness of her nipples was readily visible. She sat with me and accepted wine. She seemed to have a certain excitement about her but kept her composure and entered into conversation with me, enquiring as to my age and health and commenting upon my clothing and appearance. I engaged in conversation with her as Mistress Pickles and. He knew the taste well. But this wasn'tdads. This was stronger. Bitter. 'My, God', he thought, 'this is mine'. Peter shared the boy juice as he lovingly stroked his sons tongue withhis own now swallowing what he could. The strong pungency of a boys firstclimax. Peter released the boys mouth as he moved up beside his sons headsquatting his butt to the mattress. Hands on Kevins head as he turned itpushing his cock into his sons mouth. The boy sucked gently, lazily on thefat knob. His sucking. I was in the ghetto. I just walked to the door and saw a bunch of black guys. In stark contrast there was a bunch of teenage white girls, asian girls, and latinas. I realized what kind of party this was as I walked in. Natalie ran up to me and started chattering, but I couldn't hear shit over the rap music.Suddenly, Natalie grabbed my arm and led me into a back room. In the room was Hailey and three black guys smoking weed. I introduced myself and learned that two were on the football team and.