Baxter pulled out and went to sit on the sofa, I followed him and got down between his legs and slipped his cock into my mouth, licking his shaft he g...oaned.Then the bloke who had come in came around behind me and fondled my tits as I was knelt in front of his dad. “Touch her Raymond” Mr. Baxter said, and he didn’t need asking twice. His fingers were caressing my slit as his other hand was feeling my udders. Then Mr. Baxter groaned, and I felt his cum in my mouth, and I swallowed it all. Then I. I had to fight him off to get enough air!It’s almost impossible to put into words how you feel during and after something like that. A friend of mine told me once (concerning erotic writing) that there are only so many ways to ‘insert tab A into slot B’. The problem with a general statement like that is that, while it is true, it also isn’t. It’s just too simplistic.In a case like this the emotions come into play so much and, can be so overwhelming, that you just can’t find adjectives with. Understand?"Coach Ryan was now standing directly over-top of Sam. 'He really is a tiny little thing, isn't he?' "Yes, Coach." Sam said, mischievously."Yes, 'Sir'." Yes, Sir, Coach." Ryan didn't really care what Sam called him, but he thought it sounded sexy. Sometimes Lacey wanted him to make her call him "sir"."I think it only fitting for you to drop and give me 20 push ups." Ryan crossed his arms. Sam stared up at him, with a look of confusion."Sir?" You heard me. On the floor."To his credit,. He walked away from the table in a hurry trying to hide his erection. Once out of the kitchen, he stopped and adjusted his cock so that it wouldn't be so obvious. He wondered if having Bambi walk around topless all day long was really such a good idea if it meant he walked around with an erection all day long.He paid for the meal and carried the two bags back to the kitchen. He hadn't known what the women would like, so he had ordered a bit of everything on the menu. There was a lot of food in.