Was Art's dick circumcised?" Ray asked. "I only ask, because I know you prefer 'em that way." "Yes, it was, as...a...matter...of...fact," I replied, intentionally slowing way down, and over-emphasizing that "matter of fact" phrase, as I was sarcastically Hardcore imitating Ray's response. "So what else do you wanna know, before I go on with my story?" I asked, trying my best to be even more sarcastic with Ray. "Did you play with Art's balls that night?" "What do you think?" I smartly quipped back. "Judging from what you do to me all the time, I think you spent more time playing with Art's balls than you did playing with his dick," Ray said. "Of course I did. And since I'm being totally honest with you right now, there's something else you should know. When I was touching and feeling out Art's balls for that very first time ever, it turned me on so much, that it actually made me cum," I said to Ray, ironically, just moments before hitting my next orgasmic peak, and closing my eyes for a little while, as I "rode out" my slightly-stronger-than-mild, second orgasm. "That's it, babe," Ray cheered me on, "Let it all out. I love it when you get nice and wet for me." And that's when I felt one of Ray's fingers slide up into my slick vagina. Once I opened my eyes back up again, and looked at Ray (which of course, let him know that my second orgasm was over with), he asked me, “So how did it all happen? And I want you to tell me every juicy detail about that night with Art. And don't leave anything out. Okay?"“Sure. Buy please try not to interrupt me until I'm finished telling you what happened between Art and me that night. Okay?" "Sure." "Well, when I was dating Art, I almost always wore miniskirts and pantyhose, just like I did when I was dating you . "And Art and I always ended our dates by going somewhere secluded to make out for a while. It was always in the back seat of his car. And of course, we always did lots of French-kissing and body-groping. "Eventually, Art would work his hand up under my blouse, take my bra off and start feeling out my breasts, which really didn't do much for me in a sexual way, as you well know. Blowjobs But Art was definitely Big Dick a 'breast man.' And so he spent a lot of time playing with my breasts. "And as Art and I kept making out at the end of our dates, we both got more comfortable with each other, and things would go just a little bit 'farther' babe each time. Eventually, we got teens to the point where I would just reach up under my own blouse and take off my bra for Art, once we had gotten into back seat together, and started French-kissing each other. "And of course, Art would then reach up under my blouse and start feeling out by boobs. Saturday teens morning, my phone woke me. It was Jill, they Hardcore were about half an hour away babe and she wondered if I might be able to provide some kind of breakfast. Suppose I try to connect with her, and it goes nowhere, despite me slowly trying to warm up to her after two years. Alcohol relaxes Blowjobs people but it’s possible they’ve added something else to enhance it. "Not this time. You can be a big help to me.” She started to smile. (“Gods,” the woman next to me says, appalled) You’re not a burden on me. Ever. She ran her fingers through my hair as she trembled. “Go, Evan,” Jane cheered him on. Yes I like it, she thought to herself. Meeting up with the rest of the gang, we ordered a bunch of food and more than enough blended cocktails for everyone. She tugged him as he licked his lower lip in excitement. Unfortunately, while she was riding Billy like a brama bull, she knew there would be images of that great big cock of her Daddy running around inside her head. While Stephanie stood helpless on the sidelines. I gave her a cigarette and lighted one for me as well and poured more whisky for both of us. Laura had learned from yesterday that a mere list wouldn't last until Alistair could orgasm. I was a tad bummed out about Jill, but what the fuck, ya know? “Now clean my cock with your mouth,” He said, as if an order. Cindy lifts her narrow derriere up off the mattress a little and I slide down to be eye to Big Dick eye with her brown crinkle. He felt for her, despite her offish personality, so he knocked on the door, and opened it a crack. “I’ll be honest,” I told Amy, looking her in the eyes, as she looked me up and down. Your body .. You now remove her hi heels and slowly roll her stockings down the shapely legs and remove them. Harry was good, he got just the right angle to make it a good one for me and I orgasmed (12) just before he did. Jill picks up her cell phone and dials up Rob.