By the time my parents came home about thirty minutes later, I was in bed with the lights out – again, as usual. What was not usual at all was how ... felt and the thoughts and memories passing through my mind. There was still a bit of sore feeling inside me, but it was nothing in the balance against the pleasure that I had had – and would soon have again. I had put on my shortest skimpiest summer nightie which, because it was a year old, barely covered my hips. Under the duvet I was lying on. "She took a step back and said, "I probably deserve that, but I was really coming over to make sure you're alright and to offer to listen if you wanted to vent. I know you're a good guy, and I've been through this before. I just wanted to let you know, I'm willing to help if you need anything."I felt really bad, so bad in fact that I choked up and hugged her. She consoled me and whispered in my ear that it was OK, and that she'd come over the next day to talk.The next day came; we were talking,. There is nothing more arousing to me then the smell of a mans natural ass, ripe or musky and its natural state of just being and that little hidden, secretive spot, nestled in between a mans ass cheeks. I love hairy ass, smooth round bubble ass's, men with hairy taints and lightly fuzzy cheeks and that secret erotic place , I love to sniff, lick and bury my nose and tongue in. My earliest memory's of my love and turn on of the male ass was when I was in my late teens and living at home with my. Being more drunk than usual they were alittle casual with their displays of affection to their husbands, and possibly to those men they nursed a secret would-be innocent crush for. Sitting in the circle David, TJ, and Carter decided to have alittle fun with it; convincing the lovely ladies that ?yes it is your turn again? before pushing the boundaries further. Jessica was up with Carter asking her.?Truth or dare???Truth, I’m too sleepy to actually follow through with any of your weird dares.