As the water filled the tub I slipped off my boxers and climbed the built in stairs next to the tub and then lowered my tired body into the warm swirl...ng waters. Almost instantly, I began to feel the tension drain away. I took the remote and clicked on the stereo. I was surprised to hear the mystical soothing sounds of Sting’s Desert Rose instead of the loud rock-n-roll Brent usually played. I shut my eyes and my mind began to wander. As the line, “I dream of love as time runs through my hand”. She motions to another as she again swaps the cock she is sucking on. Soon the first guy is telling Linda that he is cumming, she tells him that she wants to tast his cum so he is soon getting his cock serouly sucked on by Linda as he pumps her mouth full of his juices.Linda now lays one of the guys back on the table and mounts him facing the remaing two guys. She is riding the cock and asks for a beer, Which she then starts to pour over her tits asking the guys to lick it off and to suck on. He put the rubbers in the glove box. As he drove to Cindy’s house, he kept looking at the glove box, as though terrorists had wired a bomb in there, set to explode at any minute. There was no rationale behind such thoughts, he was just damn nervous. When he pulled up to the house, he saw a red Mustang in the driveway, so he parked on the street. Martin took the corsage with him to the front door and rang the bell. Doug, the football player, opened the door. He wore a tuxedo. ‘Oh HELL no.’. It was something I’d fantasied about over and over again and it was finally happening and…shit it was good …it tasted good! I sucked more but only took about half in trying to go deeper and deep as deep as I could. I felt both his hands on my head ‘Relax’ he said ‘You’re doing good’ he push it in even deeper and I felt it on the back of my throat, I gagged a bit. ‘Relax breath trough your nose he said as he started to move slowly and face fuck me. He was going in deeper, fuck …didn’t think I.
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