She knew that they both were super into public stuff and the idea of exhibitionism, but also knew that both of them thought of it as a hypothetical, as a fantasy.John put on the music and Becky grabbed a water tumbler and two shot glasses.His veined shaft sprang out at her.I just knew that I was in for a rough, embarrassing time.Ahhhhh...I had to know what was going on.Oh… A loner, she said with a little bit of an exaggerated tone.she suddenly asked me, leaning over and placing her palm on my thigh.He tells my dad about his hobbies including fishing with some close friends of his.Violet and I just sit quietly trying to eat our food.I never knew I had such reaches of abandon in me. She had shown them to me. When we finally broke contact, I sat back on my boots, eyes closed, lowering my hands slowly and Granny Sex licking my lips, only opening them when I heard her giggle down at me once again.Michael stood frozen in his position, not daring to look up at her. Then he leaned down and severed it with his teeth. He made a satisfied sound and ate several inches of flesh and nerve.My eyes drifted from the fork that held my cock to the Granny Sex empty place between my legs. It was done. I had lived to see Ethan cook and remove my penis. I felt a curious sensation of joy and relief. Triumph.Ethan cleaned up the meat with his fingers and teeth and placed it in his mouth with my glans and shaft protruding outward. He winked and leaned down. The glans was harder than I thought it would be when it touched my lips. I opened my mouth and let Ethan mouth-fuck me with my own cock. I tasted a little salty, but mostly like seasoned pork. More? he asked, after pulling away and taking me out of his mouth. It’s all yours now.