I saw what I thought maybe my mom in the doorway of our house. I quickly turned off my phone so she couldn’t text me.“Nice place,” Betty observe... about my house. I didn’t say anything to that. What could I say? “Yeah, better than your shithole two bedroom”?“Why did you guys come so late?” I asked. I was still in my Pajamas. I couldn’t believe I had on full pants and shirt of Pajamas but they had been a Christmas gift from my Grandmother.“Nice jammies,” Waverly asked if I had Underoos on as. I notice you smile. I'm lying on the bed surrounded by rose petals with nothing on but the red ribbon and bow. You come to me on the bed. You crawled on top of me. You kiss my lips. "Happy belated birthday, and happy valentine, babe". You whisper, "thank you, babe, just what I wanted". You unwrap the ribbon and the bow off my tits. You kiss down my neck to my nipples. You suck and pinch my nipples. " Hmmmm " I moan. You make a trail of kisses all the way down my belly, you reach my belly button. Cleaving her torrid sex, she capitulated to the sensual caress of her clit. Watching them, she writhed on those fingers, never enough to gratify her. Two fat cocks took each hole, the woman absent from this torrid act watched us.Approaching, we both knew what would happen; Amy did not. A simple question deserved a simple answer. Knelt between Amy’s legs, a stranger eased her satin panties aside, and gave her what she needed. It rose quickly; the woman was in no mood for finesse. Shaking,. Very soon I hit upon a novel idea and till today it is my favorite one. I made a slit in my bed and inserted my penis into the slit and adjusted the cotton inside so as to encircle my penis completely. Instead of using my hand to jerk off, I could move my penis back and forth in the bed slit and the experience was really pleasant as the cotton surrounding the dick gave some kind of a velvety feeling. It became my daily habit to insert my prick into this substitute cunt and fantasize about some.