Junaid ne bhi apni pant nikalne ke liye utha. Tabhi main aur uska bhai ghutne par ho kar kiss karne lage. Yeh bhi ajeebo gareeb kiss karta tha. Dono h...tho ko kaat kar. Phir woh mere gale ko chaatne laga apni zabaan nikal kar mujhe bahot mazaa aa raha tha. Main halki halki siskaariya nikal rahi thi. Phir usne mujhe apna lund choosne kaha main jhuk kar uska lund chus rahi thi. Peeche se Junaid meri kamar adjust karne laga aur meri chut mein lund daal diya. Mujhe jo chut mein current feel hua ki. When I spread his cheeks, I saw his puckered hole pulsing with desire, beckoning my face to his glory hole. As I tounged his juicy ass, savoring his delicious juices, I noticed Kevin jerking Coach's cock into his mouth, lapping up every drop of pre-cum. Coach moaned again and again, finally grabbing Kevin by his hair and shoving his cock deep into his throat. Kevin gagged, then his eyes went up into his head as wave upon wave of Coach's seed flooded his mouth."Alright you little fuckers". It was frightening but began a lifelong desire to be used by hung men.My best friend at that time lived on the other side of town in a large 3 storey Victorian terraced house. His parents were regular churchgoers and considered pillars of the community. My friend's father (I'll call him Mr Webster) was straight laced, or so I thought. He had his own study, furnished in period style to match the house. Mrs Webster dressed well, always in dresses or skirts, and wore hosiery often, something my. For the time, I was just glad our fight was forgotten and that the shower was only a five minute walk away. When I grabbed my bags she stood nearby but made no effort to help me. I shrugged it off and we started walking. She put her arm around my waist while I was bragging about the time at camp and casually she let her arm move down - just to where she could give my buttock a firm squeeze. My first reaction was to step away or to slap her hand but since I was loaded with my luggage, I just.