What a fuck, albeit a tongue fuck,
Brenton told me the next day, “It’s always a strange, though exciting feeling when I watch you giving another man a head job. The men’s relationship became apparent when I watched them sucking each other’s erect cocks. I must have it. I had my eyes closed, recalling my fantasy second man when I ran my hand along his cock and told him, ”I have always imagined a young man, not much more than a boy, early twenties, with a toned six pack body. Tony was on his knees, his hands grasping my hips, worshiping my big ass, kissing and licking it while Brenton and me kept on kissing. For a much younger man Tony’s tongue and lips on my pussy was so good, extremely good. How serious are you Lynette?,” he asked, obviously keen on the suggestion of a three-way with another man involved. In the lead up to our second meeting with Tony, my man Brenton told me cryptically, “I love to please you with new sexual challenges, challenges which
