What was I doing? He sat on the side of the bed and listened to Dave’s breathing and felt his pulse. Milf sex As I pulled out, he pushed in rubbing the plug against my prostate. I checked to see Ken outside my door to say that he stopped to grab some more clothes and to tell me he was staying with a “friend” tonight. I asked Mike if he would like one knowing that he didn’t drink but I always asked. I had seen other holes on my computer and my girlfriend’s but never another man’s right there a few feet from me. No change of breathing patterns. I grabbed the journal and started reading. They were an odd sort, both short and fairly cute but they, maturity wise, forgot they were now in college, and seemed petty and stupid. I guess she wanted to share the feeling because she knew when I fingered her ass, I was about to go in with my cock and was just trying to loosen her up a bit.
