My palm stays pressed against the front of his panties for a few minutes, cupping his balls with my fingertips, and the center of my palm against his ...haft. I then move on to the next guy, doing the very same thing I did to my husband, I walk up to him look at him and then look down and reach forward and press the palm of my hand against the front of his satin panties, his bulge feels so good through his satin panties. My palm stays pressed against the front of his panties for a few minutes,. " Sandy smoothed her face and stopped talking, since she'd let something slip."No, I imagine it didn't." During the drive to the company loading dock, he described the operation the Border Patrol wanted the Army to help with, emplacing infrared heat sensors across illegal immigration 'trails'. The trails weren't actual trails, but anecdotal landmarks given the aliens crossing the border. This tended to keep them within corridors a few miles wide as they traveled across the unforgiving desert. I couldn't help but watch in horror as my flaccid dick began to stiffen and throb in from of them all. I quickly cupped my hands over it, but it was no use. All their eyes widened."Ew!" Kira yelled at me, "You're sick!"Morgan seemed slightly more intrigued. It almost looked like she leaned in a little to get a better look. "You know," she looked at her friends, "I've never seen one up close like this." I was frankly a little surprised by that, a girl like Morgan doesn't usually stay a virgin. The place was filled with women ranging from early twenties to well over retirement age. It was quite evident that what men were there, had to have been dragged or bribed to go as they mostly congregated around the bar in the back of the ballroom. Me on the other hand, well let me put it this way. Rachel strutted me around like she was showing off the crown jewels. She introduced me to young and old, good looking and some that would scare a locomotive backwards, as HER date. I could tell from.