Upon my arrival they greeted me with a mix drink of brandy and coke. Not being much of a drinker it hit me hard and fast, feeling the numbness I calle... Brian. He was not happy that not only was I drunk but I was drunk at a guy’s house who had openly proclaimed his desire to have sex with me. As I tried to calm him down I drunkenly professed my love to him for the first time.As he hung up on me, I called him back and he told me he was coming to get me and to meet him at the corner store as I was. Her muscles contracted and loosened to accommodate his large cock. Gently he slipped in, grabbing Sarah’s arse and moving her to his rhythm. Their lips, as yet, had not parted. The battle raged on, now in another part of her body. His cock thrust deep into her, his body connecting with her clit. She squeezed her muscles, gripping his throbbing cock harder. Their orgasms grew. Thrusting harder, deeper, faster. She ate him greedily. The climax was intense. Sarah’s legs buckled, her muscles. He slid his hand down the front of my little boy panties and gently held my tiny little boys dick then he slowly pulled those little blue panties down and his mouth covered my dick. Once again his magic tongue worked hard until my dick was bigger and longer than I had ever seen it and he sucked gently on it.He said there was no more pleasure for a man than the fragrance of a little virgin boys panties and the taste of his small dick. Of course I did not know what a virgin was nor did I know. I found her in a cold heap in the bedroom, a bundle of clothes for washing scattered around. Carly and Dave, their partners and the kids rallied round. We buried Marjory, after a post-mortem, and distributed keepsakes of hers among us before disposing of things of hers I'd never need or use.Then, they went back to their lives, and I realised I was alone.I dragged myself out of my apathy, and began to notice motorbikes again. Most of them seemed either too small, buzzy little things, or too big..