Everything about his lean, naked body was firm – the hard line of his jaw, the honed muscles of his abdomen – everything, that is, except the flac...id bit of manflesh between his legs. It hung soft, like a sock on a clothesline. On one side of the room stood a row of men, two of which Moe recognized from the poker game, all of whom were naked. On the other side of the room, as if preparing for a sexually perverted game of Red Rover, stood a line of girls, equally nude. Every one of them was. I strained against him, mentally urging him on faster and faster, trying to will him to lick me to a complete and satisfying climax, to let me come, to make me come using his tongue... Oh, doggy, that’s..... I trailed off, tossing my head, my face contorted in pleasure, my stomach feeling as if it was just about to explode, it was so taut and tense. ...So good, so nice. Yes, I groaned and spasmed, my hips shaking with the incipient orgasm, it was so close, my midriff and crotch feeling that. Wo south india ka hai. hum bahut acche friend hai. hum second year mai the. hum har suday ko cricket khelne jate the.ek din hum cricket khel rahe the ki ackanak meri mom ka phone aa gaya. unhone kuch saman mangwaya jaldi se kuki ghar maikuch gest aae the mai cricket chod kar ghar jane laga to mera friend jiska naam rakesh hai bola kimai chalta hu. or wo bhi mere saath mere ghar aa gaya.wopehli baar mere ghar aya tha. usne meri momko dekha to dekhta reh gaya. uski najar meri mom se hat nahi rahi. Naked stretched out on the bed, Bruno was suddenly on me, sniffing and roughly thrusting his snout between my legs, making that “humphing” noise through his nose as dogs do.“Bruno! Bruno!” I shouted, surprised, and a little scared. “Bruno!” I said again more firmly and pushed him away with a bit of effort. Alert to my tone of voice and obvious disapproval, Bruno jumped off the bed and retreated to his mat on the other side of the room. Watching him, I could see that Bruno was obviously.