“That’s what I thought” the milkman smiled. “You can go back to doing what you were doing when I opened the door” he said.Julie stood frigid...and silent … “Go on, I’m waiting!” he half urged, half ordered her.Slowly and reluctantly the hand on her crotch began to move, her eyes filled with anger and loathing as they were the last time Julie found herself helpless to resist being taken advantage of. “I want to see what you’re doing” the milkman said, and as if fighting herself Julie grudgingly. "Oh please, no more." The boy whimpered. "One more push and I'm all the way into your boy-pussy." Zeke said and gave a final push burying all of his meat inside the boy. They lay quietly with the boy panting. He could feel Zeke's cock pulsing inside of him. The pain wasn't quite as bad now. And then Zeke began to slowly fuck him. Now the boy felt a mixture of pain and pleasure. Pleasure? He couldn't really like this, could he? Zeke began to pound him faster. As the tempo sped up, the pain. "About remembering what I feel? Yes, I remember. What did you mean by that?" I asked.She just kept crawling up till her body was over my head. I looked up to see her glistening mound as she put her knees on each side of my head. Her legs were separated and when she straightened up, her pussy was hovering over my face. I realized what she meant. She wanted me to remember what it felt like when she licked my pussy, and she wanted me to do the same for her.While she was on her knees, she had me. "When do I get a turn?"Ok. I wasn't expecting her to kiss me. I let her put her tongue in my mouth and returned the favor. When we parted, she smiled and said, "That was nice. I can see what Paula was talking about. Can I come visit you at the hotel tonight?"She was being coy, so I played along. "As long as you realize we will be playing grown up games, you can come as much as you wish." Ohhhh ... Someone has a dirty mind. I can't wait to find out how dirty..." We stepped apart just before Tom.