I had forgotten that he was coming round today to do some study practice with Mike. But where was Mike? I was at the back of the room so he'd not be able to see me but I had a clear view of the back half of the garden.Aaron looked to be in his own world, whistling to himself. It was a beautiful day and he had on a white and blue check shirt over well-fitting jeans. His shirt was completely unbuttoned and flowing freely in the light breeze. As he closed the garden gate, he turned to walk to the house, the light, warm sirocco opening the shirt and exposing his taut, well-defined chest. I had known him since he was at nursery and he was Mike's oldest friend. He and Mike lived in each other's pockets and I reckon that Aaron ate here as much as he did at his own house. He would often come round the back to let himself in and I'd lost count as to how many times I'd come home to find him looking in our fridge to make a sandwich or take one of Mike's beers. I liked him a lot.As he stood in. She squealed, honest to God, and I felt the tremors in her taut belly, her thighs quivering as she too found the promised land. Jen groaned and the tremors started to subside; she placed her hand on my chest, whispering for me to stop. I did, just lying quietly inside her, feeling the zillion new sensations. My cock started to wilt inside her, and she smiled, even giggled a little. I slowly pulled myself out of her, and I know it's a false impression, but it felt like I pulled a yard of cock out of her. I kissed her lips, down her neck, both her luscious breasts, down her belly, and found her fur patch. I started to lick there, getting a big tongue-load of our combined nectar. I lapped her pink pussy like a dog, savoring the salty-raw taste. Guess what? She loved that too! I licked her clean, getting every last little bit of that amazing fuck honey out of her. Oh damn, what time is it anyway? We'd forgotten to keep an eye on the fucking clock and I was pretty sure my ass was gonna be.
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