This loosened his ass, allowing me to slip in a second finger. His cock oozed even more saltiness and I sucked even more, tasting his pleasure. I stro...ed again, up and down with a little rotation, my right hand temporarily forgetting to stroke him. I pulled down hard to the base of his cock, stretching the skin on his head, knowing it'd increase the sensitivity of his cock head. It worked, of course, and he thrust up again, aided partly by my two fingers in his ass. I wanted to taste his cum. The girlier the better, soft lace, silky thongs. They felt incredible as they cradled my cock and balls. I loved the way they felt and made me feel. Very sexy and horny. I would imagine a man taking me from behind, pulling my thong to the side and ramming his big, hard dick inside me. Pulling out and making me swallow is cum. I’d masturbate to wonderful orgasms at the thoughts.I needed more than fantasies though. I needed to live them out. I had had a few encounters with the Coach in his locker. Mathias felt the phallus slide out. With a quick jerk the cloth flew from Bill's mouth as he was glad to have it gone. He coughed and gasped and returned to his seat to rest. He felt his groin tingle slightly as his mind was sorting out what he thought was a near death experience. He tried to catch his breath and clear his throat. The chair seemed to shift under him for a moment. Bill arched his back and sat up then looked down. Just as he realized he was sitting on the magic material, he felt. We need to leave at early Sunday. I’ll pick you up at home about seven — have I said how much I love your coffee that time of day–and I’ll see Kim about where she’ll be. We are meeting two men from your client’s maintenance gang at the boat ramp at quarter to eleven sharp, nice guys, they’ll help us launch the boat, and store the wagon and trailer at their depot for the week. What else? Oh yeah: I spoke with old mate who owns the farm on the river you mentioned, he wants two hundred dollars to.