Bulging Cocks In Underwear Stag Party
8 September 2008
I wasn’t ready for what happened next. After Wash slowly withdrew his now-slimy penis out of Mandy, she planted her swampy crotch firmly on my face and told me I’d better learn right now to eat pussy pretty good if I hoped to please a wife with “that limp little poodle-dick of yours.” Jack SWEARS I have the only copy of the tape. I really, really hope so. This is going to be one hell of a wedding if Chuck doesn’t keep his mouth shut.Mandy had been giving Wash her full and undivided attention for a while, and now she put her face in my lap and started to give me head while I still sat motionless. Wash wasn’t too happy with the position we were all in and told me to lie down on the floor so Mandy could blow me with her head down and her tail up in the air where he wanted it. I was fairly plastered but didn’t have any trouble getting horizontal in a second or two. Mandy’s mouth felt delicious on my peter as she got comfortable with the two of us, and she moved over me so that we were in a 69 position. She gobbled my joint like a madwoman while, right over my head, she and Washington continued fucking up a storm. I found it fascinating to have such a close-up view of two people fucking, but either the embarrassment or the alcohol was still getting between me and a decent erection.”See, Billy, you can do it if you want to” she said softly to me. “Let me give you a little more pressure” she said gently as she slid a second finger between my cheeks. The woman’s fingertips delicately tickling around my asshole felt very sexy, and I pumped my hips to keep my now-stiffening dick moving between the fingers of her left hand. With her right hand she alternately squeezed my left buttock and ran one fingertip, and then the other, an inch or two into my sphincter.
