But Zooey was already way ahead of him.
She slid from his side to face him, then she took both of his hands, and guided them to her fleshy ass behind her, while she began to undo his zipper and belt. Right away, with a noiseless thud, his pants slid down to the ground, exposing his clean white underwear as well as the nine inched monster lodged within.
Pressed up firmly against the wall, with Rachel by his right, and Zooey sliding downwards, Alex felt like he was living the fantasy of every teenage human boy, and maybe a tiny percentage of some kinky grown men.
He was still thinking about it, when he felt the warm, moist mouth envelop the cap of his penis. Despite the tension, he could not deny just how good it felt. Zooey was good. The base of her tongue wrapped itself around the rod, providing it with enough moisture and budding warmth to thrive. Alex groaned, stretching his erection even longer and wider.
