I trembled with anticipation as Harry maneuvered his massive piece of man meat between my raising legs. Harry Lowered his self to me allowing his huge...man hood to poke at my butt crack. His huge cock head would poke at me anus and I would almost lose my mind in lustful expectation. Harry placed the hollow of my knees in the crook of his elbows and raise my butt off the bed. His bug cock head was poised at my anal opening, I gripped his arms and looked into his eyes. Harry asked me 'are you. " But, I am. So..."I feel her warm breath inches from my face, checking to see if I am asleep. Don't move. Keep very still. "She's asleep," she whispers. "But, you have to be quiet." Me?" he whispers back. "You're the loud one." Shhhhh."I hear rustlings of clothes and a zipper and peek one eyeball open, rolling it sideways in their direction. She is already naked and he is removing his jeans. My goodness, what a nice ass - so firm, muscular, and squeezable. If only I could reach out and touch. Here," she said, passing him the glass.Well, it would be a shame, George thought. Before he knew it, he'd tipped the glass back and poured the whole contents down his throat."Heh, seems like you really like it," Nicole said. "Why don't you bring the bottle with you?"Whoa, George thought as bubbles of light-headedness trickled up through his brain. He was probably going to regret this come tomorrow morning. Against his better judgment he picked up the bottle anyway. Damn stuff was so. This morning, she was more casual but perhaps hotter than on the street, in a black denim micro with lots of silvery snaps and trim. Above, she had a thin, stretchy, turtleneck, which bared her taut arms. Below, she wore some sort of suntanned hose, and high-heeled black pumps.“Gerri, please get us a tray with some juice, coffee, and rolls...”I raised a hand. “This is New York. It would be sacrilegious not to have bagels.”“Of course, add bagels.”She soon brought us what usually is called a.