His eyes trailed up my new black high heels that Martin had bought for me, well he didn’t know it yet but I’m sure he would give me the money. And...ew’s eyes moved up my long legs to my honey coloured stocking tops, and my bare thighs just peeking out from under my grey school skirt. I watched him gulp as he looked at the two bumps in my shear blouse, and then the way he looked at my thickly painted red lips had my pussy aching. I started to say something, but then I had to stop and clear my. It was and inch or two longer than mine and thick..When my wife noticed I know she liked it as well because her eyes got huge and she licked her lips very seductively. Soon all inhibitions were gone as my wife was nearing her second orgasm. She reached out and starting stroking our friends cock. He moved closer to her and soon she was stoking him with a nice fast rhythm.I was so aroused watching my wife masturbate while stoking this guy’s cock that I had to pull out my own cock and start. His build was sinewy rather than bulky, but at 6"3 he still weighed in at 180 pounds. His short blond hair was almost flaxen and his eyes were even bluer than Mandy's. Unlike the other third year students, George was a relative new-comer in town. Hailing from a blue-collar background of modest means, he'd done an Associate Degree at a Community College in his home town, but shown such promise that he'd won a scholarship to finish a Bachelor of Computer Science degree at a more prestigious. “Shouldn’t we do something,” she hissed.The maitre d’hôtel shook his head. “Let’s just see where this is going,” he said, enjoying the show.Back at the table, Raoul’s sweatshirt was followed in short order by his sweatpants. These, too, tore away just as easily, revealing the nude body beneath; but here, Raoul was more naturally male, sporting an impressively thick erection that he stroked with one hand whilst he pinched at his nipples with the other, all the while staring directly at.