Three Incredible Hands In Prolapsed Butt

He stroked my hair, back around my ears, staring down at me and sucked at the air with a gasp when my thumb pressed over the top. I fixed my eyes, gathered my courage and brushed it against my lips, breathing it in. My nostrils filled with a thick, heady, almost familiar bouquet, as the warmth carried his scent through my sinuses directly to the erotic switches of my brain. I opened my mouth and licked the head, feeling the heat and the texture. It was oddly succulent and not unpleasant. ‘It’s just flesh,’ I thought, ‘why the hell would it be.’ It throbbed as he moaned with more than a hint of pleasure. His hands tightened in my hair as I slid my mouth slowly over him, sampling his texture, feeling his warmth, savoring the taste. I slid my mouth further down, willing it into me and back, enjoying the sensation of it on my lips and tongue, heeding the sounds he was willing me on with. I slipped my hand to cup his balls and was met with a warmth, and a moistness, and an all too familiar feeling of, folds, velvety lips and a taut little bump. His sound changed and his moans grew more whispered. I pulled my mouth off and kissed anal my way down, pulling his pants passed his base. Soft creases of skin peeked back at me, a pearl of light pink gently pushed 69 out and back from under a tight luscious hood. From just under the shaft, a ridge of skin flowed downward, arcing over and nesting around that pea sized nub. It had a similar sheen as the head I had just tasted. It was swollen and raw. The flesh continued downward in glistening lines. Curves of darker pink that merged together just above the perineum. I looked up and smiled. Then I gave him a lick from the bottom of his lips, up and over his clit, then back up the shaft to the crown, tasting the sweetness that had smoothed out from inside him and the dew that presented itself at the tip of his head. His legs buckled as multiple nerves fired and his body shook. I kissed the tip, then rose up and pulled him into me. *”Why didn’t you tell me about that too?” “I did.” *”No, no you didn’t. You told me you had a dick, which is a nice dick by the way, but you didn’t say anything about that, beautiful pussy and that really edible clit.” “No, I guess I didn’t, I’m sorry, I…” I cut him off, busty with a nibble of his neck. *”Don’t be, it was a very nice surprise.” I knew there was a femininity here that was a little more than just a shape. I slipped my fingers through warm moist lips and felt a trembling. *”You know though, I went this far thinking you only had this,” I grabbed the shaft and gently squeezed, “and this,” I touched a finger to the tight ring between the cheeks, “so I hope you’re ready to explore it all, because I’m intrigued and feeling bold.” “You mean everything?” *”I mean, every-thing.” “But, I don’t, play with, it, when I touch with myself.” The way he emphasised 'it' not only did I know just what piece of equipment he was referring too but I also got the feeling that it was either an embarrasment or, at the very least, an unwanted appendage. *So, you’re more feminine in your nature, more Salmacis than Hermaphroditus?” “I guess. I’m not sure what you mean.” *”Hmm. You know french Greco-Roman Mythology?" " A little, but not much." *"Well there was this one God, Hermaphroditus, he was the son of Hermes and Aphrodite. A half an hour later we dressed in warm sweatsuits provided by Excalibur and rode the limo home. The room was filled with the sound of two men’s hips as they slammed into her. I cupped Billy's balls in my left hand as i pulled up on his ball as I sucked Billy's full cock to his balls that pressed softy against my chin. “Ok so, you have two advantages now, you have a child and you’re in first class so you get to board first.” The agent busty said while she kept working french on the computer. “If it happened organically.” His teeth nipped it. Finally they stopped invading her and lost interest. Although not dead he was now unable to fight. During this procedure my silken wrap slips down to the side, and I bare my groin to them completely, which feels unendurably shameful. They worked Lynne into the dress anal and Terry said oh my god you look so beautiful. She licked my balls and massaged my taint, becoming more animated and 69 enthusiastic as she went along. Instead Hartwell just nodded to Derrick. I was able to set the pace and even how deep a thrust his prick actually made into me. Before we started swinging with each other, she had been reluctant to try new things or let her slut side come out. I for one would love to sleep with his big cock in my ass.” She groaned in disappointment. How many other animals have turned?" Yeah, I get that you’ve been stressed too since you haven’t been able to talk to anyone about this. She’s 88 and has had a long good life, but now it is a struggle every day for her,” he tells me. I want every nobleman and woman who sets eyes on me to have in the back of their minds the knowledge that the right combination of words said to me may unlock a night of pleasure they cannot comprehend.” "Abby, this is a test. I hid my girls from you, making sure no one would be able to tell you about them. I took a shower when I got home and I had sex with Monet for hours... she couldn’t have smelled the cologne, could she? I thought… I thought the doctor said everything is allright?” He asked in his true concern voice for his father. I walked to Ray's house, which was a little over a mile and a half away from mine.