I lay acrossher knee conscious of her hot pussy just covered by tiny panties andblack negligee hardly covering her breasts.As I lay there Bobbi starte... stroking my ass cheeks "You're very sexywithout hair dear, do you know that?" "Thank you I replied" "Maybe notquite as manly as you looked before" - "What?" I asked a little shockedand starting to rise - Bobbi gave me a sharp slap across my ass "staystill" she ordered giving me another slap "ouch, that hurts Bobbi" Isaid, "Well lie still" and as. Shifting from one foot to the other, I stepped out of my tight red thong and felt his hands on my bum again. Martin stepped back and turned me around and I felt his gorgeous eyes on me.'You have such a perfect ass to fuck,' he said softly. His hands slipped around my waist and I felt his breath on my back and realised he was going down on his knees. A wet tongue flicked at the base of my back and I shivered at the sensation. Those manly hands gripped my hips and Martin pressed his face closer. She kept trying to reach behind me and clutch at my arms, which were shifting her hips to allow my penis to go deeper and harder into her soppy vagina. Each time this happened I reapplied them to the frames of the door, along with a swat on the ass to teach her a lesson, a lesson I’m sure she was happy to learn over, and over, and over… Finally, I let one of her hands grope at my testicles, for the sensations it aroused in me were surely welcome; I placed my foot on the seat of the toilet so as. It was the smell of rawsweat, which he'd later attribute to "hard work". Healso had curious eyes. As he was licking the juiceoff my face, he kept his eyes wide open, lookingstraight into my own. His eyes screamed an intensedetermination that startled me, and I couldn't lookaway. The feel of his arms were also incredible. Inever knew he was that built.Looking back at that night, his cum certainly wasn't a"fundamental compound" that I needed for my survival,but nonetheless, a tasty.