“Well?” Paul thought for a moment. “Probably tastes like chicken,” he said. We all cracked up. “My turn?” I asked. “Randy got to fuck, P...ul got a hand job, what’s in it for me?” “Sweet dreams and a chance to do some working out. Starting with your right hand.” Barb was to the point. We all got more beer, and finally Josh got home. He had met Veronica at the apartment she shared with Sonja. Veronica told him that Sonja was out – something to do with a Policeman’s Ball. I guess I couldn’t get too. I moved down farther and brought my head into the V of her widely spread legs.“Uh, Greg, you might not want to do that right now,” she warned me. I just ran my nose through her sticky and tangled pubic hair. When I parted her labia with my tongue, Patty gasped. I went to town on her. Knowing it was my buddy’s sperm I was swallowing made it more erotic – I guess -- for both of us. At least it didn’t take long for Patty to begin emitting those all too familiar moans and grunts. A small gush of. After a few minutes she was close enough to hear clearly what the man was saying. The voice sounded strangely familiar and there was no doubt the woman was whimpering her delights as he pounded her. She was so close she could hear his groins slapping against the back of her legs. Then she was peering through a gap in the brush. He had her against a tree, holding her up by the back of her knees. Her arms were around his neck. The man was shafting her deep and hard with seemingly growing. I can see them sticking out as he puts his big hand on one and strokes it. A finger brushes over the tip, and I shudder. He softly massages my breast as he leans forward to kiss me again.My mouth opens, and Daddy's warm, wet lips touch mine. His tongue teases me, and the tip enters my mouth. I've done this with my boyfriend. But Daddy does it better, and I push my tongue out to touch his. His hand continues to massage my breast. I would do anything for him right now.Our mouths part, and he.