At first Britt had thrown a lot of fag-talk around, but that ebbed, mainly because Cody didn't play up to it. Cody may have been confused but as far a... he was concerned what he and Britt did was their business, and what the faggots did was theirs. As long as Britt thought the 'twain should never meet, he'd think the same.It got a little tricky once they started blowing each other. It began as a natural progression from feeding each other loads of cum—Cody would sit on Britt's scrawny chest, his. .. ) and show off her legs at the same time. It was a win-win situation.The man with the glasses would be so proud.The weekend flew past. On her usual Saturday night date with John, Molly managed to avoid bringing up the tattoo. It came close when he noticed her wince in pain as she sat down, but she simply claimed that she'd fallen over and injured herself last night, while out drinking with the girls. This also served as an excuse not to go home with him (as she normally would.) She knew that. I swirled my tongue around his head and then took the whole thing in my mouth. He let out a ragged sigh as my mouth tightened around his base. I worked my way up and down his length for a while, licking and stroking and sucking. Then, I stood up and took off my shirt. I unhooked my bra and pulled down my skirt and underwear. He took off his shirt and I appreciated his slim but defined build. I already felt like it had been ages with a marked lack of fucking. We lay on his bed as he studied my. ..............The passion..............The all consuming ecstasy...........Mrs Granger's orgasm was huge and intense and she couldn't help but cry out in her ecstasy and passion “Ooohh Wendy do me, yes, do me. I'm cumming, cumming, nnnngggggmmmmmmmmm”. She had never had sex like this before, it was almost dangerous in it's intensity. Her juices gushed forth and her nipples expanded and released hot milk with such intensity it shot across the room.Oh the utter joy................She felt on.