OK it’s not touching as such but it’s against the spirit of the rule. You close your eyes and slide your hand up my leg. What happened to no touch...ng? I ask you this and you move your hand away, I want it back, damn you! You tell me you need to leave in 15 minutes and until then I can do whatever I want. I wish I could. I take your hand and pull you up so you’re sitting facing me. Under some feeble pretence I lay my legs over yours and lean forward until your forehead is resting on mine, your. I'd focus my tongue on the head, then reach to drive it down deep, licking the balls if I could reach, at the same time. I sucked on the skin flap between the balls and penis before juggling both balls in my mouth. Occasionally I would take both cocks in my mouth and gag hard as they both tried for deep throat. I repeated this on rotation between the two cocks as the other was pounding my pussy.The pussy pounder ripped something open and then I felt a liquid dripping on my clit. As he pounded. Neither of us had really known what the hell we were supposed to do in the few times we got together before the break up. The only other girl I'd had sex with before that day on the trail had refused to give oral sex. Telling me that giving head was something, ‘only a whore does.’ After I ate her pussy she’d refuse to do anything until I washed my face with wet-napes and gargled with the mouthwash she carried in her purse. Damn near everything I’d just watched was new to me and erotic beyond. A large drooling sloppy lick gives the bull a thrill throughout the spine. Overwhelmed by the feeling that the beardog provides him, R Tur collapses, mouth open in a silent scream, arching as far as possible, offering his ass to eat. Scuford now kneels on the couch, elbows on the seat, kneeling behind R Tur who offers him his ass without restraint. Scuford’s finger disappears into R Tur’s ass, first one, then two, then three. They reach for R Tur’s prostate, stroking in a circular motion, his.