I moved and kissed the big dome, Calvin’s cock was visibly bigger than Phil’s, the veins stood out along the tanned length, his heavy balls dangle... tantalisingly. He kicked his shoes off and I pulled his jeans off, he was now naked. Phil beckoned us over to the bed. Calvin lay beside Phil while I knelt on the bottom of the bed, I moved between them, my hand encompassing both of their cocks. I leant to the right and my mouth closed over Calvin’s hard cock, I bobbed my head on his cock as I. Would a man like him kiss someone like me? He was much older and I’d never thought of older men, being so focused on my lack of experience with boys. If he kissed me and I wasn’t good at it, no one at school would ever know. I was scared at the thought that crossed my mind…all of a sudden and out of nowhere I whispered softly “would you?”He leaned in toward me, very closely and said “would I what Tara?“Would you show me how to kiss” I was scared and nervous at having actually said the words. He. She paused and lifted her face up to kiss her husband Henry with the obvious placement of her naughty tongue between his lips. Lucille was surprised as all get-out that she felt a pang of jealousy at the action and realized she was beginning to see middle-aged Henry as her property to use in any manner she deemed appropriate. The thought of him rutting on top of her friend Sally was disconcerting and she hoped that Sally was more than satisfied with giving Lucille’s husband Peter poking rights. The movement of Todd’s right hand became more deliberate. Longer firmer movement along the bare skin of my leg, along the length of my leg. Movements such as long glide up the outer thigh, just shy of my shorts, over the leg, and back down the inside of my thigh. I felt the tip of his fingers explore past the leg opening, gently caressing the skin under the shorts. These shorts, the shorts I was prepared to go to bed wearing, were baggy…loose….comfortable casual leg openings. There was no tight.