We go into the front room of the flat, but only for like seconds, before hes pulling it out again. This time me and my lad, who was already stripping ...e didn’t give a fuck and why should he, he wanted him as much if not more than me, all them times wanking over his facebook pics. And now here it was. We all stripped jumped into bed.Darren kissing and playing with my boyfriend stiff hard cock. Both of them big dicks to my efficient but not particularly huge knob, I could make up for my size I. She closed her eyes, imagining how naughty it was to be playing with herself as loads of people watched her. She wanted to be seen, caught, it turned her on so much. Her fingers slid deeper into her tight hole, she could hear people walking about in the other isles. Come and see me, watch me play with myself, watch me cream, she thought. She knew one or two of the pervert boys would be along any minute. There were always those boys that watched, she wanted them to watch her. She saw him lurking. ”We all laughed. “No, Ryan, Morgan really surprised me with that. I remember she told me that she had tried it but she didn’t go into any details.” Then turning to her sister she said, “Doesn’t that hurt? I can’t imagine sticking that huge thing in my ass.”“It can hurt,” Morgan replied, “but if you do it slowly like Ryan did with me at first it should be fine.”I laughed. “Don’t you remember? I went slow but, once It was in, you rammed it home by lunging backward.”“I remember. I remember. Came after this, the seam cutting a vertical line across his now flat pubis. Bob stoked the seam for a few moments, his long nails making a quiet sound as they moved across the taut pantyhose. The constructed leotard came next.. made with a wide band of rubberized elastic at the waist, it was even difficult to slip over the smooth pantyhose on his hips. Bob gasped ad it was moved into positionand bit on his waist. Nancy adjusted the lace trimmed legholes to cover the tiny bit of scrotum.