Chris' Mr. Happy

"You seem particularly glad to see me, Chris," you say, grasping his stiffy. He moans.

"You came in before Dave could return the favor," he says with a little difficulty.

"Well, since I interrupted you, I guess it's my responsibility to take over," you say as you squat at Chris' feet. Playing with Jen got you very horny. You look closely at Chris' package. You haven't seen it for years, but it is still as thick as ever -- at least an inch and a half across, though only average length. You fingers don't quite meet at his base. You remember how well it stretches your pussy and fills you; your pussy is tingling and wet. You lick the head and Chris moans louder.

A movement from the bed catches your eye and you glance over. Dave is hard again and he's stroking it as he watches. He grins and winks at you. You blow him a kiss and turn back to Chris. You lick the length of his shaft and look up. His eyes are closed in pleasure. You take the head in your mouth, and Chris groans, bending over a bit from the sensation. Your tongue bathes the underside with flat strokes as you suck on the mushroom.

"God, Willow. You're better than the last time you did this. You been practicing." Chris is looking down at you with a lusty grin.

You take half his length, and Chris stops talking. All he can do is hold your shoulders, trying not to fall down or grab your head. He feels warm on your tongue, which you move quickly to urge him on. You start bobbing in and out and move your hands to his tight ass. This gives you more leverage, so you can push farther down his shaft.

"Oh, fuck!" Dave calls from the bed. You twist your eyes to watch him, catching the first volley of spunk erupting from his cock. It flows out, covering his hand and spattering on his belly. He doesn't stop jerking it, using the viscous fluid to lube himself more. You return full attention to your blow job. Your cunt is dripping wet and needs urgent attention. These two boys have your libido in the stratosphere.

You are finally taking Chris' full six inches, with a slight gag at the bottom. You readjust your angle of attack and open your throat more. The fat head pokes in places in your mouth that rarely get touched by Alex's cock, places that send electricity down to your pussy. His hair smells like old sex, musky and damp. Your head is swimming with thoughts of these two fucking each other, then both fucking you. Your level of arousal is overwhelming.