I didn't even worry about the consequences. All I knew was that I wanted to be these men's little cum slut. I thought that maybe if it was really good... I would be there cum slut until I left for college and every time I came home for a visit. So far, it was better than I'd hoped for.Mr. Jones motioned for me to get on my hands and knees on the floor. He slowly slid his massive cock into my hole and pumped easily, gaining a little momentum after every few thrusts. It felt amazing. Mr. Ediker. “Is this your rifle?” the angel asked.“Yes,” the hunter replied softly and rather ashamedly. The angel was pleased with the man’s honesty and ended up giving him all three rifles to keep, and the hunter went home happy.A week later, the hunter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, showing her where the miracle occurred, when his wife fell into the river and disappeared under the water. When he cried out for help, the angel again appeared and asked him, “What is wrong?”“Oh kind angel,. “If you want my cock inside you, you’ve got to earn it Hazel,” he said, smiling across at me, “we’re going to give Mike a show to remember. Aren’t we?” My wife turned and looked at me then got down on her knees in-front of him.David was a good friend of ours and at least once month, we’d share my wife’s sexy body but today was different, my COPD was playing up and I just wasn’t up to it. My wife had suggested that I phone him and cancel his visit but I knew how much she enjoyed his big cock so. The erection was perfectly clear in his voice.“Thank you, Tom. You’re such a sweetheart. What would I do without you. See you at five.”“No problem, missus Eve. Bye.”I stared at his firm young booty as he walked away, I did not notice previously how tight his shorts were. I could not get a glimpse of the front of his shorts either, but I was confident that he had gotten hard anyway.I spent the next hour lying in the sun; I rubbed the front of my body on my own. It was impossible not to think.