In addition, though I'd never told him, I'd had one drunken night with two guys at once when I was 19 in college. It was after a long night of partyin..., and they shared me at their off-campus apartment. Though initially embarrassed, I'd secretly loved the sensation of it all. They were really nice guys, and we'd repeated the 3sum about ten times during the winter and spring of my sophomore year.So after we moved to Minneapolis and settled into the great youth culture there, I was quietly very. And, she really loved it when her husband would make love to her and he loved suckling and nursing her milky breasts too when their baby girl had enjoyed all the milk she needed."OK, yes, mmmm, yes, Pamela, fuck me good, young lady," the judge moaned as he could clearly tell she wanted to divert his attention from getting her chest naked by rapidly picking up the speed and intensity of the way she was riding his hard cock. Pamela's urgently lusty riding of the older man's cock was achieving. He really wasn't a virgin anymore, not that he could tell anyone just who it was that he'd fucked. His memories constantly went over the events of a couple of hours before – of his mother's mouth on his cock, of that incredible moment when he'd penetrated her and unloaded his spunk into her, and the look of sheer satisfaction on her face when he had.He also remembered the promise that if he took the lone bedroom she'd come in the night so they could fuck again and hoped she'd keep that promise,. Unngh. Ah. Fuck. Yeah, yeah, yeah." A string of incoherent a****l sounds flies from his mouth as the waves of pleasure crash over him and take him away. I hang on for dear life, and I feel every one of those waves in my mouth. I know that even though he is away, lost somewhere in a universe of pleasure; he is also very much right here, right here with me, in me, becoming me. I've done this to him. He is mine. I swallow and there is more. I swallow again. There is still more. I swallow again,.