I mumbled around his cock – which I know turns him on, “My lord?”He looked pensive. “Let’s make it a competition. We will take turns eating ...ach other, giving immediate feedback about what feels good, while delaying cumming. The first one to cum, loses, and has to pay a forfeit.”“What forfeit?” I mumbled.“I don’t know – we’ll think of something. In fact, that could be it: first one to cum has to do whatever the other wants. One wish, one forfeit. Deal?”“Deal,” I mumbled, and started to slide. Her waist was thin. Tom, still fully dressed, moved his hands all over my wife. Desiree kissed him on the mouth to encourage him. She put hertongue into his mouth. He moved his hands up and down every inch ofher. He moved his hands over her breasts, and then he held them. Firstone of his hands, then the other hand was on her butt cheeks. He rubbedhis hands over her stomach and up and down her thighs. He caressedher breasts and played with her nipples. He rubbed his hands over. The one day, in late July (which is cold winter Sydney) I went around to Daniels as I did every day and let myself in through the side gate and onto Daniels room which had a sliding screen that opened to the pool area. His room was deliciously warm, with Daniel under the covers in his pajamas. I sat on the side of his bed and gave him and couple of thugs to get up and he just moaned and said he can’t until I help him unload. I slipped my hands under the cover and grabbed his hot cock on my hand. Her hands roamed around kneading and holding content to just hold and be held. After a while she looked up and I knew this to be the signal that she wanted to be kissed. Our mouth had just joined when another crashing wave ended its journey and sure enough two to three seconds later the spray hit us. Her right hand was now working its way past the waistband of my jeans. I felt her erection pressing into my thigh, my hands cupped her boyish buttocks urging her to use my leg. My own maleness.