What was going on? John walked silently to the side of the bed, he leant down and saying nothing, he kissed my lips, a sweet familiar touch with so mu...h love. He lifted the lube from my back. I relaxed a little, finally being able to move. I heard the ruffling of clothes being removed, then the familiar feel of John’s hands caressing my breasts. Starting at my shoulder blades, he started licking and kissing his way down the length of my back, all the way to my round bottom that was waiting for. His head was half shaved, he had a nasty-looking scar running down one cheek, and, most interesting, he had a tattoo of a rhino on his thick neck. Lots of piercings, of course—more than I could count. The first words out of him were, “You got a great pair of jugs, kid.” His cock was already erect and he was also built like a bull in that respect, plus he had a hefty sac. Listen, I’m not choosy—any size cock is just fine with me; they all taste good. I knelt down on the filthy floor between his. I did. ‘Now, try not to move an inch,’ she then said. I looked up, and she was standing her legs either side of me. Then she started gently brushing her pussy against my face, not hard at all, but letting me smell her juices. I knew what she was building up to, but she was making herself even hornier first. The smell of her pussy juices got stronger and stronger. ‘Play with your cock…’ she moaned. ‘I love seeing a guy wank…’. I needed no more encouragement, and started gently squeezing my. Wait till you see what I do to it. I'm going to make this the best you have ever had. You will be begging for more when I have finished with you."I was on my knees and my arse was bare. He smiled while stroking his cock, looking at me he noticed that I had my fingers underneath playing with my clitoris anticipating him. Moving closer, he pressed his cock in-between my cheeks and leaned over to kiss my neck. As he moved his hips he wiggled his hard cock making my butt feel so good. Then he.