It was nice to make re-acquaintances with some horny, handsome, now bearded (of course) blokes, and realised that my distant memories of being furious...y fucked by them were not faulty. A booted, professional guy made the trip to find me in his lunch hour, and spent a hot session fucking my arse with me bent over my table, and then he had me on his knees in the bathroom, drinking his piss and letting him run a hot stream of it down my ass-crack... before whacking out his lunch-time load in my. We all made our way up to Jennifer's bedroom and I was surprised to see a her room with stuffed a****ls and girly colors, and it was messy! Clothes all over the place and she had a separate bathroom, with her own shower. Jennifer said to me "Oh shit I forgot the camcorder downstairs, can you go grab it?" "On it" I said and made my way back downstairs to grab it quick. I stood there for maybe a minute jerking off my limp dick trying to get hard again, then grabbed the camcorder. I turned it on,. "Uh-uh Justin. I've gotten to know Vikki well enough to know that she thinks that you're a treat that all women, and girls for that matter, should have a taste of." She smiled, first at me and then at Patricia. "And I certainly don't plan on denying this beautiful young lady the best fuck she'll ever have in her life." That sounds like the voice of experience," said Patricia Barnet as she lowered my trousers to my ankles carefully and reached to the waistband of my underwear."It is," said. My husband and I had never tried any position other than missionary style and I didn't even know what he meant. I got up and he guided over and bent me over the arm of the couch with my ass in the air. I was afraid he was going to try to stick that huge cock in my ass and I started to panic. Then I felt him start fingering my pussy and sliding his thumb up and down my slit. I started to get into the fingering and almost had an orgasm while he was fingering me. His fingers pulled away and I felt.