Without my guidance, Hazel stood and took my hand, pulling me willingly to her bedroom, which had a large four poster bed covered in pristine sheets. ... sat on the end of the bed and she sat astride me, her legs either side of my thighs. She pulled my chest to her mouth and kissed my nipples as I felt my cock strain against my shorts, more so than ever when Hazel traced the outline of my cock gently with her fingers."Be my guest," I invited."Well, if you insist," Hazel replied, now with mock. " Josie walks to the back of my truck and takes out her phone and take sa picture of my license plate. Then she walks back up to me and takes a picture of me and Vanessa together. Vanessa asks "What are you doing?" Josie replies "I am taking pictures of him and his truck so the police know who to look for if you turn up dead in a dumpster." Vanessa says "Josie I will be fine. See you on Tuesday." All I am thinking is I have the hottest girl I have ever met in my truck and I can’t wait to get. It must have finally dawned on her what I was doing and she bent her knees causing her feet to withdraw from my mouth and back down to my lower belly. By this time I was so horny I wanted to feel her feet on my cock. Slowly I went back to work rubbing her feet all the while trying to get my pants opened up without her knowing what I was doing. After several minutes of trying I managed to get my pants opened and the head of my hard cock was now poking out from under the waistband of my boxers.. This lasted until Barton expressed his annoyance at these little noises I was making every time one of Poke’s fists forced its way past his knuckles, which, at that point, must have been a hard, solid, and unmerciful 8-10 inches in circumference and caused a considerable amount of discomfort. He called a new name; Harry. “This is Harry. Show him, big guy.” Harry stood a head and chest taller than Barton. Barton looked to be about 6 feet tall. Harry must have been close to 7 feet tall. Harry.