She had wrapped her arms about Catherine's body before her, squeezing and caressing Cat's firm globes and teasing her friend's nipples.After what felt...like hours I was only beginning to tire from my constant motion. I had found that my repeated sexual encounters with Francine last week as well as this past weekend with both girls had vastly improved my stamina. Sex is good for muscle tone. I could sense that I was nearing the edge and the sudden erratic motion of Francine atop my dick informed. He slowly inches down toward your feet until straddling your bum resting his shaft in the valley between your cheeks. You feel wetness drip from him as he slowly slides his shaft between the skin of your cheeks and across the puckered bud of your anus. Squeezing the meat of your bum, he presses your cheeks together surrounding his cock. Lost in the pleasure of it, you part your thighs willing him further. He senses your desire, lifting his cock on a back stroke, and sliding it downward along. I played with Sarah’s clit and pussy for as long as I dare. She was breathing heavy, her body was shaking and jerking, and she was moaning loudly, all signs that Sarah was getting ready to cum. I backed off, letting her settle down. After all, she had set the “rules”; slow play for the afternoon. With her legs still bent back, Sarah’s ass was there for the taking, and I thought about sliding a finger into her asshole. She liked that. I don’t know what caused me to do it, as I had never done. You will NEVER hear me whine when someone says "I don't believe you" because I don't tell tales to be believed, I tell truths, and it's of little consequence to ME if you choose to believe them or not. No lie can change it, it's immune to cynicism, and it certainly doesn't give much of a shit what anyone thinks of it.It is what it is.With that being said, let me begin the first truth:I am David.(the truth begins like all truths,...simple enough)Born in 1969, in the Denver General Hospital to.