Yes, average. See, I do some sucking, too, I mean a great many of the handjobs given on this earth seem to have a little oral play involved, it just a...l seems natural. I don't have a big mouth and find that really big cocks choke me up sometimes. Now, maybe you don't like mixing oral with hand but find me a guy that will ever complain when you slide your lips over the head of his cock. I also use a lube I like the taste of, you need to find your own or use saliva.So, I mix mouth and hand. I. I stood up, my own cock pointing out towards the portly chap, already sticky with my pre-cum, he reached out to continue where he had left off wanking me a few minutes before. He made no attempt to pleasure me in any way other than his own expert hands. I was so aroused and turned on by this point, it wasn't going to take much to send me over the edge towards my own orgasm. He slowly wanked my throbbing cock by the twilight, staring me right in the eye, putting in that gorgeous little twist at. "If he only knew," Tiffany said."If any of them knew," Lauren added as she looked around. "What do you think most of them would say?" Some would be intrigued," Pamela said. "We are already getting some looks from some of the tables."It was true some of the people at the restaurant were already giving us some looks, who wouldn't be staring? All four of the women I was sitting with were absolutely beautiful. And all of them were showing vast amounts of cleavage."Four white women and one black guy. He was on thesmall side, the French would have termed him petite. But he had a slimyoung body, perfectly proportioned. A rare little beauty, with a touchof bronze eyeshadow and pale lipstick, and with sandals on his bare feetand his golden hair haloed by the morning sky there was no other word todescribe his appearance except racy. From the tip of his honeyed head tothe toes of his dainty feet every satin curve of his body tantalised.She wondered for a moment who he really was, but then decided.