What followed was something rather unspectacular - and some of my readers do remember that I have reported it more than once before. A good friend even sent me a PM in which he predicted what happened as if he had been there. Such good memories for details, I admire that.
First it was Beatrix' turn - she was the guest, after all. Like others before she was afraid that Aldo's cock was too large for her, which is a myth when you think how large a baby is who uses the same way, admittedly from the other side. So she welcomed Aldo with awe, and as he filled her more than she had ever felt anybody fill her, she said afterwards, she just felt fantastic. Aldo was not fast, but moved very carefully in her, methodically, adapting to her movements and ever quickening breath. I was lying beside them and holding Beatrix' hand, and when she came for a first time, she pressed my hand and I pressed it back, and her screams were inarticulate, and very, very loud.
Then it was my turn, and Aldo did the same for me, and I am sure that it was even better for me than for her. Because Aldo knows me and likes me a lot, and he was just perfect. Is it better than with Phillip, I have been asked. Why compare? I don't love Aldo, so it cannot be better, although technically, if one can use this term, Aldo is perfect. I don't know if you understand what I mean - guys just seem to tick differently.
As Aldo is the only guy I know who can hold back as long as he wishes and then cum when he wishes, he changed back to Beatrix, and then to me, and to Beatrix again. And then he did what he loves best and what gives him the greatest kick: as we lie on our backs side by side, he kneels before us and he cums all over us, from tummy up to our hair, and it feels good and it seems he takes no end.
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