More with my new friends..
My head was full of mixed messages as Randy continued to give my cock as much pleasure as it had ever felt. Kathy ran her hands through my hair and asked me, “Do you like his mouth? Isin’t he a bad little boy? ” I did like his mouth and he was a bad little boy, but what did that make me? Was I bisexual, I guess the rest of the night might tell me that. I continued to suck Kathy’s swolen pussy and tried to put the conversation out of my head. As my tongue pressed into her soft meat, I could feel the wet trickle of her juices begin to flow. Her muscles were contracting and her moans turned into squeaks and squeals. She was going to cum on my face and I could …