I jerk off to it sometimes, imagining pretty golden boy, Todd Bittle, bending over and I'm shoving my rock-hard cock in his ass. One night while layin... on my bed I connected my phone to my large flat TV screen and watched Todd's sex video that was five minutes long. My left hand went inside my boxers and pulled out my cock and it began twitching, coming to life as I listened to the moans of pleasure. My hand moved faster when I heard Todd say, "Go deeper."There was a loud smacking sound as my. He started to stroke me gently up and down my shaft. Then as I got dry, he placed his mouth above my cock head and let out a flood of spit, his pace increased while his other hand started to massage my balls."Suck it. Now," was all I said as I pushed his willing and eager mouth down on my cock. He slowly took it down his throat inch by inch, his tongue slid on the backside of my cock, as he went down on it, and then would swirl around my mushroom head as he came up. His tempo started to pick up. Then, feeling guilty for having been envious of her girl friend, she tucked a few stray pubic hairs into the legband of her blue panties and reached for her housecoat.It was Saturday morning, and she felt wonderful at not having to go to work at her job as a secretary for a plumbing company. Later that afternoon she had a date with Mike Duckworth, the music teacher who had been her boss when she and Jim were both teachers' aides a year before. In the meantime, she planned to enjoy the first. Her breasts lifted up as the nightgown dragged up against them, her hair going the same direction a split second later. The breasts quickly settled down, firm enough so they hardly jiggled at all. She tossed the nightgown on top of my pile and ran both hands through her hair.Her breasts were twin beauties. Lightly sprinkled with freckles, they stood firm and proud. Little cones, rounded pyramids, pointing slightly up. There was an area between the twin peaks that was tan. The majority of them.