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It was hard to not take it in my mouth, it looked so delicious, I wanted to feel it on my lips and tongue, but I needed to practice stroking, so after a few loving kisses and a short suck and tongue-roll I just could not resist punjabi indulging in, I went to work collage on the knob, eagerly, but gently and lovingly, even adoringly. “Darnell, you have a beautiful penis, and I need to practice stroking now, but some day, I want to worship it with my mouth the way it deserves to be couple worshipped.” He had been sorta frowning at me until then, but he actually grinned, and chuckled softly then smiled. “I promise, white boy, I promise.” I went to work on it, grasping the tip in my palm, tickling the shaft with my fingers and continuing on his big balls with my other hand. More, the whole time I, well, I just couldn’t help myself, I couldn’t stop talking about it, praising its shape and not at all deficient or inadequate length and girth. I slathered it in Crisco so my hand slid up and down on it smoothly. At first even despite the smile he had given me, he was a little aloof, hardly acknowledging me at all. But eventually, as he started to leak precum, he started to make humming sounds that punctuated every stroke I made, which made me happy. “Faster, sissy!” he ordered me. A few moments of that and he grabbed me by the back of the head: “On your face or in your mouth, sissy?” Since I was practicing with the hand, I didn’t want to break discipline by using my mouth, even though I did want to taste his cum. “Face, sir, but could you please aim for my tongue?” And with that I got my face close and quickened my pace even further, squeezing gently on the tip and stroke gently down to the base, tilted my head back, opened my mouth and offered my tongue. In that facial posture I could not offer oral worship to his pretty dick properly so I settled for whining imploringly and was quickly rewarded with three quick squirts, the first on village my tongue, the second into my mouth and all the way to the back of my throat and the last right between the eyes, it dripped gloriously down my nose and onto both cheeks. I was so happy. That left Donnell for me to service and try to please and impress, instead it was he who impressed me, his manhood was, if anything, a little longer than Dannell’s as it didn’t have the slight curve. When I saw that, I could not help but giggle a little, “So, you two aren’t identical after all!” We all laughed. “Now gimme that big brown thing, Donnell!” and I knelt down in front of him, ready, willing and eager to please. And I did my best, repeating the techniques, I had used on Dannell and Darnell and enjoying the feel and heft of it on my hand and the girth and warmth and taste of it in my mouth. My reward was a fuckin’ huge, and I mean huge load, 5 spurts into my mouth, one actually hitting the back of my throat, which made me choke, and when Donnell pulled out to let me try and catch my breath, another tremendous one in my face. Donnell’s spunk was indian delicious, he could see the puzzlement on my face, since, not that any had tasted bad, but his was really sweet. He looked at me and said, I wanted to give you a special treat, so I haven’t had anything too spicy to eat for a couple of days and before coming over, I ate a small can of artichoke hearts, I heard they make your spunk taste sweeter.” He was right, the artichoke hearts did the trick, his cum was delicious. “Ok,” I said after I had licked the last of his last spurt, which had landed on my forehead, off my fingers, who would like to give me some more practice? Donnell begged off, saying he needed a few minutes, but Dannell and Darnell did paper, scisssors, rock, while I cupped each of their balls in one of my hands. The day was really shaping up… Julie placed her hands in a steeple and studied Michelle's face as the girl stared at the picture of her mother and the mystery woman, both naked with their asses in the air, ready for Chico to decide which one to mount. "Yes, one of the is your mother," Julie said with a smile, "and who do you think the other one is?" "Ummm," Michelle stammered, studying the photo, "you? …. but how?....... what?........ where?....... when?" Julie threw back her head and laughed at her young companion’s bewilderment, "I have known your mother since before you were born, and we have stayed in touch over the years, as we have very similar interests.” Julie continued, “a few years back, while your father was on a business trip and you were away at college, my company had sent me to New York, so I popped up to see your Mum, and she introduced me to Chico." "So who took the picture?" Michelle asked, "Dad?" Julie snorted with laughter, "no not your Dad, he thinks he’s the outdoor only person who knows about your Mom and Chico, and that it was his idea to convince your Mom to try it. There’s no easy way to say this, but the reality is, your Mom has been fucking dogs for years." “You’re kidding me, right?” asked Michelle, still in a state of shock, thinking about her demure mother, successful attorney, and former President of the P.T.A. Julie just smirked and shook her head, indicating that she was not kidding all. 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