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“You are a tight fit in my mouth, very tight, but I like it,” she teases as she takes his first few inches in and out of her mouth. “Do you like that Zig,” she asked as she dug her finger nails into his shapely, firm and round arse, the only part of his body besides his cock that wasn’t completely tanned. “I do and I can see that my man does also,” she teased as she slid his cock our of her mouth to talk. “Would you like me to do it harder? How much harder? “You are a very exciting man for me. “Stand up. I am going to lay back on the couch at an angle so you fuck my mouth like it was my cunt.” Without touching him anywhere else Keri began to finger his arse, teasing with casual, caressing, roving fingertips. “Stand absolutely still.” She put both her hands over the solid curves of his arse, rotating it so that it created a warmly intimate friction. She worked her hand slowly, so slowly that he couldn’t restrain a moan, into the warm place between his thighs and made herself master of his balls. For minutes, while he stood shuddering with the effort not to move, she grasped them, weighing them in her fingers, pleased with their ponderous heaviness, exploring the thickness of the coarse hair at the root of his by now hugely swollen cock. “Show me what other people pay you for. Stand behind him and hold his hips, then slap his arse. Hard, really hard,” she tells me. “Do you like mixing pleasure and pain? I think you do. Do it again. Again. “Now fuck my mouth like it was my cunt. I don’t think you are going to last twenty minutes,” Keri teases as she rubs her thumb and forefinger along his cock as he slides in and out of her mouth. “Am I good Zig? Am I. Tell me or I will stop.” Keri then takes his balls in one hand and squeezes and scratches. “Like that Zig? Want it harder?” “Yes, hard, harder, harder. “You are the best, the very best,” he screams as he orgasms simultaneously with me. “My birthday in a few months. Would you like to be my birthday present,” Keri smiles. Sunday at 9:25 PM I arrived at home after a long day at school but I was happy to see my mother. I stripped naked as soon as I got home and Mom's eyes lit up seeing my throbbing pole, happy to be free from its prison. "I'm happy you're home Kyle. It's almost time for dinner." She stroked my cock to full length as I sucked one hard tit. "It'll just me and you tonight," she whispered softly in my ear, "Your father won't be back until tomorrow. So it's just me, indian you and your glorious cock..." I nearly came at just the thought of it and I almost began to fuck her then on the couch. "Oh no big boy," Mom laughed, "Let's get some food in us before we take anymore nutrients from each other. I'm still feeling the after effects of that morning quickie we had." I heard her enter her bedroom next to mine. Anything else?” She came to the lesbian massage parlor I worked at, founded by our friends Juana and her sister-slave. The boys didn’t need to say anything; I had become the showman. I didn’t feel much loved in my own home. He was a good kisser, I must admit. With that said, he brought her small hand down to his now menacingly hardened penis and made her touch it. As we road home, Sheila asked that we be careful around David's mom, to keep our secret. I was happy that I had finally lost my virginity but was very worried because my father called the house asking for me and to bring my ass indian home because I was in deep trouble for leaving my little brothers in the house by themselves. He winked at me. It seemed like an eternity for Newlyn as he stared at his uncovered little sister however; in reality it only lasted maybe five seconds. Lucy tilted her head forward, her black hair drawing a curtain over my face, the strands tickling my forehead and cheeks. She sets her top on the edge of the pool and slips back in. Amanda looks on clutching her top as holly's breasts are in full view. Her tiny little bottom wiggled like I’d watched on that first day.