He was so damn hard. I put his cock completely down my throat, so I could actually lick his balls. I got into a wonderful rhythm, fucking his cock wit... my mouth. I purred as I felt him swell inside my throat. I knew he was going to cum.I rapidly increased my deep throating, fucking his cock with my mouth and starting to gag on it. I had to taste his cum. I had to have his cum deep in my throat. I wanted him to fill my mouth up and swallow the sweet taste of his sperm. Feeling the familiar stir. Ben leaned over and grasped Art's fat cock and placed the glistening head at the entrance to Terry's bottom. Art began to lower Terry onto his huge weapon. Terry gasped at the naughty feel as he was again spread wide open by Art's width. The way he was being held tightened up the muscles around his anus, causing him to feel every bump and ripple on Art's dick.It didn't hurt at all, only added to the already mind-blowing sensations of being fucked by Art. Art loved it too. Terry's boy-pussy was. Ihad doubted it at first, but now i was certain. Languorously, i came tosnuggle in his muscular arms that welcomed me.Why do some of us grow up with different sexual appetites? What is itthat made me love being made available to several men, tied up, offered,when others couldn't even contemplate such a thing?"I'm proud of you," he said to me, "I was sure you were ready, and didn'tfool me! You are made for pleasure... Your initiation is now over, but becareful! you still have a lot to. "Who am I kidding?" he asked himself as he stepped into the tiled-floored foyer. "It was mostly her that picked this place out. This is really her house," he reasoned as he closed the door. The chandelier above had already been turned on, and when he looked into the first floor living room, he saw that Sandra's keys and purse were sitting atop the cocktail table. "Sandy must be home," he said to himself as he slowly lumbered up the stairs.Ron walked into the master bedroom, which was cast in an.