With a small bowl in the palm of his hand he said, "Feel how hard that is." My hand seemed to have a mind of it's own because it went beyond the bowl ...nd came to rest upon the bunched-up biceps muscle in his arm. I have no idea why. My fingers pushed into it from several angles. It felt like a piece of lumber. The tips of my fingers stroked it for a while. When I realized that I had a raging erection, I pulled my hand back and hurried away without speaking. I caught up with Kathy near the. I stuck my head inside of the ancient car and smelled the deep aroma of the mohair seat. It was a strange scent, combining the musty odor of age with the actual material itself. I pulled my head back outside and gently closed the door, slowly making my way back toward the stolen bicycle. I pushed the kickstand up with my foot and slowly guided it back toward the ancient auto, where once again I stood beside the car. Not far from my foot was a strange object no bigger than a small drinking cup,. ‘Come on Carol, make me cum. I want to squirt you full!’ I cried. Then I got that good feeling down deep in my center. ‘I’m gonna cum!’ I yelled. She slammed herself all the way down on me as I drained my balls into her wet, hot tunnel. ‘I’m gonna die!!’ she cried as she collapsed on me. I didn’t care. Her tits felt wonderful as they pressed into my sweaty chest. In a few minutes she arose and stood beside my bed. ‘I’ll bet you’re really something when you can move,’ she mumbled gratefully.. I know Birgit and her body so well that it didn’t take much time until Birgit started breathing heavily… I had to hold her down the surface because she started to shake quite heavily. The other woman with big and soft boobs started kissing Birgit and touching her breasts. These were the second pair of breasts had touched that night already.With one hand I was touching my girlfriend and with the other, I was touching another woman. Birgit started to move a little and I could tell her second.