His cock was plumping out and rising right before my eyes. By
the time I got out of my chair, came around the side of the table and
kneeled between his legs it was standing steely hard, a full 6 1/2 inches
of the thickest manmeat I'd ever seen. I was easily as big around as it
was long.
He moved his other hand to cup above the shaft, as if warming himself
at its heat. Then slowly he began a two hand movement - the lower hand
a gentle fist the lower joints of whose fingers formed a knobbly gaysex flat
platform moving along the underside of the penis, while the other hand
formed a coving arched over the fist, gently trapping the shaft be-
tween them. Slowly it moved up and down the tool, sometimes gripping
enough to move the skin over the hard shaft, sometimes barely grazing
it.
They were so
hot, and I was so frightened, I thought my body would melt under her touch. They
slowly moved up my body and to my small breasts, cupping them and pinching my
nipples very gently. Through my fright, I barely heard a very soft moan and
realized it was my voice.
I live in what you might call a semi-suburban area. It is pretty well
built up with various subdivisions, but it is unincorporated. That
means we are beyond the reach of a city sewer system, so we have to
depend on a septic tank to dispose of solid waste.
We all sat like that through the movie. Me rubbing my
erection and Bill and Ed playing with each other's. The guys on the screen went through a sixty nine scene,
and ended up with one sitting while the gaysex other guy
straddled his hips facing us and lowered his butt over
the first guys dick.
