Now I was going to give her a real show. Trying to make it not to obvious that I was doing it for her, I began to play with my cock and balls more. I ...egan by slowly pulling my foreskin back and inspecting my now purple glistening helmet, precum now oozing out of my piss slit. I now had to wank myself off fully, I wanted her to see me shoot my spunk. I began to grip my cock and give it a variety of quick strokes then a few long strokes puling the foreskin back so far that it hurt slightly. My. She looked a little worse for the wear. "What's the matter," I asked her, "hung over?" No response. "Guess that's the price you pay if you want to play. Guess that's true for a lot of things isn't it?"She threw something across the room towards me, "You left that in my room." I looked down and saw the bottle of lube. "You fucked me last night didn't you?" The way she sounded the question told me she wasn't certain, I had to think fast."I thought about it," I told her, I figured if it sounded. ” Brandy said.“Well, you just lean back and let Rick and I give you some feel good lessons, OK.” Bonnie said as she put her hand on Brandy’s shoulder and pushed her gently down on the lounge chair.I knew by the way Bonnie and her best friend Molly talked and by the way they spent so much time together, that they were pretty familiar with each others body. Bonnie and I had never talked about it, but then until a few weeks ago, we never talked much about anything except to fuss like crazy.I was. The man was big and heavy, hairy and sweating. I looked at the woman. Dressed like a slut! Black basque, fishnets, strappy heels and long gloves. She was bent over the bed, face down, ass up. Her mini skirt pulled up around her waist and knickers around her leg, just above her ankle. She was blonde and had on plenty of make-up. And she was in bondage! She had on a black leather head harness with a big red ballgag. A studded black dog collar. Her wrists and ankles were cuffed and clipped to a.