He looked over and saw that Malcolm’s head had been turned as well. Picking up his glass, he clinked it against the fresh one in Malcolm’s hand. M...lcolm came out of his trance and turned to face him.“Yeah, wow! So, what’s the toast?”“To long legs and big tits!”Malcolm guffawed and took a healthy swallow. “I will drink to that, Jason, I will drink to that!”The pair spent the rest of their time waiting for the ladies by nursing their drinks and watching pretty young girls come and go. They were. Tyler had to go home that afternoon. We talked over the phone that night, but not for long. We'd had a good weekend together, and we were tired.Jason was gone for his swim team workout by the time I got up Monday morning. I wondered if he was going to still be pissed when he saw Tyler. Maybe they'd be friends again. Maybe Jason would blame only me for what happened."Good morning, mister Brock," Alexander's deep voice rang out when he saw me come into the kitchen.I groaned and took a seat at the. He straddled her so that his cock was just a couple of inches below her jugs and then slid his shaft up and in between them. She squeezed them together, causing his cock to disappear in the mountains of perfectly round flesh. He began sliding up and back between them so that his cock head peeked out between them at the top and then pulled back to where all but his cock head was withdrawn at the bottom of them. Erica enjoyed the stimulation to her tits and she also was aroused by the sight of. Her soft groans and mewls as I thrust in and out of her were driving me crazy. I knew I couldn't last long. I loved getting laid, but this was such a satisfying deed, making us both climax together to each others testaments of love. She spread her arms out further on the counter resting her shoulders on it while her legs seemed to be a little rubbery as they gave in to my thrusts. She was coming pretty hard when I felt myself rising fast. I know she was paranoid about internal ejaculation, even.