After the piss had all been swallowed by me, I could taste his cock. The heady taste of stale urine and dried sweat and dirt hit my head like a cannon... And I felt a stirring in my cock. The beggar had now started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth slowly. He would pull out completely leaving my parted mouth gapping and then plunge in again till his smelly and dirty pubes tickled my nostrils.Soon we got into a rhythm and I even started enjoying his warm veiny cock sliding in my cold mouth. " I already want to do it again," I said in a sultry voice.He grinned. "You're doing it now ... aren't you. You're teasing me." "You're the best pussy licker in the whole world," I said."Oh fuck!" he gasped. "OK, I'm leaving. That's it. You're too much for me. Damn!"He was laughing as he opened the door and went out.I didn't know who something Blue was going to be. I wanted it to be Uncle Bob, but I couldn't think of any way he was blue, unless he came dressed in his blue scrubs or something. I. She’d been together with Chris for nine and a half hours and I could only guess at how many times they’d made love – driven by the hunger they’d obviously felt for each other after two weeks apart.Our three college returnees were all watching something together in the lounge but were happy to see their mum. It was Abigail, always closest to her mum, who asked her mum with a sly smile where she’d been. Abigail was the only one who knew about our new lifestyle, having met Daryl by accident when. ” she purred. “But after breakfast I think.”We didn’t try it after breakfast, we waited until that night before christening Mandy’s new toy. I have to say it was fun and I enjoyed it. But when loving Mandy I always preferred it to be just me and her, our fingers, our tongues, nothing artificial.We settled into domestic life together easily. We made plans for a simple wedding, Mandy had no family to invite and I had only John so a big do would have been silly.About three months later we were.