’ I couldn’t hold back anymore. ‘Hmmm?’ Still not paying attention. An animated warm front swept across the nation’s midsection, showers sp...outing over the Southeast. I’m going to be sprouting soon. ‘Dory.’ Nothing. ‘Dory.’ Oops. I shot my load in her mouth. Her hand flew up involuntarily. She made a sound in her throat. She swallowed and looked at me, making a face. ‘I tried to warn you.’ ‘What was that?’ she asked. ‘I came in your mouth.’ She ran her tongue across her lips. ‘Salty.’ She was. This was shaping up to be a good day. Tia lowered her head down. She stopped just an inch from my cock. She looked at my cock for a few seconds, then a tounge darted out and touched my cock. It felt warm, wet and wonderful on my cock. "Mmm... Salty," said Tia, an avid lover of salt putting it on almost anything we ate. She lowered her head again until her lips meet my cock. She planted a kiss on my cock and all round it before finally returning to the top of it. I watched intently as her mouth. He began playing with my nipples and the little titties that seemed to be behind them, and I melted, and my mind roamed to the feel of Ben's cock inside me, and I wondered what Jeff's might feel like. He sensed my surrender. I was terrified he'd find out I wasn't a true woman when he reached into my crotch. But when he felt the Super-Max Pad I kept there to simulate a mound of Venus and cover my male equipment, he smiled."It's just as well," he said. "I don't have a condom with me anyhow. But. I was a wild thing back then. I lost count of how many nameless, faceless partners I had between the age of 16 and 19. I don’t regret a single one of them and, was I to do it over again, I would. Oh, yeah, baby, I so would. O.o I didn’t protest when my panties were removed. My tongue was too busy in her mouth to speak, my hands too busy underneath her top, lifting it to reveal a black lace bra. For the first time I took note of her olive skin, her plump breasts, her full hips. Such lovely.