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“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 busty 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? tits 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. Other surprises of a different kind come my way “Boys will be boys” and “you know what boys want.” Both were things I often heard and when we girls would get together and bigtits talk about boys, well, now, men, it was often what was said. “It’s all they want.” And my girlfriends and I were at the local one late afternoon several miles away from where I lived and we had bar snacks and drinks into the early evening exchanging our latest stories of life and the men who were in or out of our lives. How when one would take us to dinner and a show what they wanted later which they didn’t often get…whether we girls were being bribed by the men for the “later” part of the date. We talked about other things, our work, our chores, the bills that had to be paid but the one thing we all had in common was the etiquette involved in dating: they give and then it is our turn to give or give not and I suppose when men get together for an evening it is what they talk about, that or football. Probably more often about football. We all had a nice long visit that one night and it was a distance home for me so I took a shortcut through the park even though it was very dark and I wondered if I was being smart to not go around the park instead of entering, walking alone, having a few glasses under my belt, a little warm from our meeting, maybe not thinking things through and so I found young myself walking through the dark park. I saw some boys, well, men ahead around a bench having titty fags. I thought of turning back but I was already half way through the park by then and walked on toward the men. Tamers followed him fast, switching his knife back into stabbing grip. “Are you pregnant?” Your breast titty fits into my hand. Then, she surprised Chad by stripping off her clothes with Samantha still in the room! She showed up right on time at bigtits eleven and with-out any hesitation, entered and closed the door behind herself. We were Friday nite crusiers in the "Creek" and were disliked by the cops and I had a 61 Pontiac that was quick...big V8, 3 two's, posi, 4 speed hydro, mag wheels, headers, and big rear tires. Life went on and I had some girlfriends, but no other male encounters until my young wife and I got back together a few years later. No one was home. Who was it?" She continued to writhe on his cock as her orgasm subsided. I told her as a small smile came to her lips. I had feared this would happen. I used a bit too much so I rubbed the rest busty on my wrists and rubbed my wrists together to get it tits to dry. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but it didn’t take me long to realise that I’d made a mistake.