Colin continued to suck and fondle my tits. I took a good look at Tom’s tool. Not bad for an old man, I thought. Not too long, but thick. His hairy ...alls hanged long below. I could see his cock-head glisten with precum. Colin stood, hesitating for a second, then his zip came down and his cock came into view. Fuck, it must have been ten inches long, and as thick as a coke can. The head was dark, almost purple, his hand not fitting around the shaft as he began to stroke it. I came, hard. Both men. I had never felt it so powerful before and I started to thrust forward slightly just as she coughed. Between her fake cough, my gentle lunges and my monstrous secretion of pre seminal fluid that had already soaked also the fabric of the t-shirt on the part of the buttocks, had made my penis sink between those two pumps and was almost perfectly coupled over her entrance, it was just a matter of making the fabric that separated us disappear, one push and all the depths.Looking nowhere in the. There was a bit of ambient light leaking in from the streetlights outside and the light over the stove was still on but Matthew called me back, leaving it alone. He returned the lighter to it's place in front of the music box."And now," He said as I settled down on his side again, "We begin."He reached across and opened the music box. Inside, where there was usually a little statuette of pirouetting ballerina there turned a two dimensional copper fairy. She had thin wings and curtsied with her. Of course they were baying for more, they wanted to see everything, but thankfully I awoke and punched his lights out.I stormed out of his house and made my way back into town, on foot. Then my phone rang and this stranger asked me if I was OK, to which I said I was, and we got chatting.After a short while he started to get a little personal and talked about a particular tattoo I had on my inner thigh, up close to my crotch, one that can only be seen if my panties were down, and revealing.