He's so rugged looking and he fascinates me. It first started when one night, I heard him jacking off in the next room. It was after ten o'clock and w... were in our respective bedrooms and I heard the unmistakable sound oh his headboard thumping against the wall. My imagination soared as I thought about what he must look like lying there naked, getting closer and closer to shooting off. I wondered if he used Kleenex like I did, or if he just shot off and splattered his cum on his bare skin. I. His hips flinch up into my mouth; he's not big on lasting long when I suck his cock. Taking his entire length into my mouth, I let the tip hit the back of my throat, and slowly suck my way back up to the top."AAaahhhhhh FUCK YES," he groans, his hands tightly wound in my hair. I feel him cum - two, three shots - and then he relaxes back on the stump, completely satisfied. I consider how long I have to be polite before demanding my own pleasure."Perhaps I should just start playing by myself. They looked at each other. They did not have to say anything. Each girl knew her part. Casey bent over and started kissing Angelia on her full soft lips. Angelia moaned and whimpered. While doing this she took her right arm first and tied it stretched fully above her head to the rot iron bed frame. She then repeated this with the left arm. The ties were soft bathrobe ties. A little sretchy with some give. Angelia looked fucking hot. She was defenceless and stretched out. Her breaths. "What's going on?" I think we've got 'em trapped in Yorktown," I said, "unless their damn fleet comes in to save them." Really?" She threw a leg over mine, impatient, encouraging me to get ready, smiling into my face, licking her lips."Really," I said, nibbling at her mouth."When are you going to have to leave?" she asked."In the morning." Good, good, I can't wait to see it again. I told one of my friends, and she said I must have been dreaming." Probably," I said, rolling atop her. She.