Between the pain in my butt and the pleasure I was getting by watching her face, thoughts of my own arousal had left me. When I caught a glimpse of my...own erection bobbing in front of my face it was a distraction blocking my view of her pseudo penis as it pumped in and out of my ass. It took longer for her to reach her orgasm, but it was an intense one, clearly etched in her face.Gwen screamed and shuddered before collapsing on top of me. I was struggling to breathe, the ball gag, my folded. Matt drew in his breath and a slight moan escaped his lips.I lay back and began to pull him down on top of me, but he had other ideas. His hands pressed my shoulders down but instead of coming down right on top of me he slid between my legs until his face came to my sex. I sharply drew in my breath as his tongue began to touch in my most sensitive places. As I have said I have never had a boy go down on me until Matt did, but I had found the feelings it produced were indescribable. I rolled my. Once he grabbed my hand hand tried to ake me touch it-I fought back because i didn't want him to think I Did Want It. Just when I was ready to let him put my hand there he let go.Years passed and we kept up our talks. When I was 13 I found an Adut Newspaper that had stories and photos of Guys and Girls -Showing Cocks and Pussy-until then we only looked at Playboyand only saw ,Asses and Tits-. i saw him on the steps of a building with his frinds and I called him over and told him I had photos. .." i stammered, but before i could complain or object, Mrs jones pushed me back out of the cubicle, and i sulkily moved back to the chair with a softening cock in my pants.A few minutes later, they both came back out clutching their clothes and we went paid for them, before strolling back to the car."Right, let's go back to mine for an afternoon drink!" said Mrs Jones happily as we climbed back in the car, and a minute later we were on our way home.As i sat in the back with the bags, and Mrs.