How did I ever get so lucky meeting these two? This tool and believe me in Mary’s harness, it is a tool, has 4 beads on it. Mary said, “Don’t worry Bob, I won’t feed you more of “Pucker” than you can handle, Tim is still working on the fourth bead, that will probably be your limit. Tim grabbed my hair and tilted my head so he could once again feed me his magnificent cock. Tim lent me an arm and walked me back to the bed. Mary moved into position. Shit, he’s in deeper than I thought. This tool and believe me in Mary’s harness, it is a tool, has 4 beads on it. Jeez my ass was being stretch. “Bob, you ready for a milking?” again with that mischievous laugh. I headed off to the bathroom to shower and was quickly joined by Tim and Mary. I swallowed everything I could through the red haze of pain. I did mention, I love this pixie, even if she does scare me. I held Tim in for as long as I could, then pushed him back into my mouth, where I exhaled, took in anther breathe and pulled him back into my throat.
