Remembering the taste of the awesome food I ate, I was a bit attracted to Raj. It also seemed a bit weird that he didn’t say a word while having din...er. Looking in the mirror made me realize the reason for his weird behaviour. Eating that spicy food made me sweaty, also while drinking water I spilled a little on my T-shirt to further add on to that, it was night time so I didn’t wear any bra. The thin white fabric of the T-shirt, which was almost transparent after getting wet, was clinging to. When I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw that all three were still sitting on the beds and were still naked. So I just took my place on the bed next to Dave. Ron said, "You are back in time to settle a question. We are trying to decided which is better; intercourse with a girl or getting a blow job. We need to know your thoughts" "Well" I said, "I have to say intercourse because I have not experienced a blow job." Well you could see the surprise on their faces. They did not believe what I had. He had on the typical whitey tightys which were straining to hold in his massive 10 inches of hard cock. I started to rub it up and down through his underwear, and he leaned his head back and moaned. Does that feel good? Yesssss. he replied. So, if I was to take that big fat cock out of your pants and start sucking on it, would you be so inclined to call the police and tell them that it was a mistake? Yessss, please just dont stop. I pulled his underwear off and got a good look at his massive. ’ ‘Now you come to mention it,’ said Simon, ‘I’m sorry to say that you’ve already given me rather a stiff one already.’ ‘Already?’ Emma said, a small, hopeful smile trembling on her pink lips. Simon pulled back the sheet from his groin. An angry boner prodded rudely at his Calvin Kleins, stress lines radiating to his hips from its swollen summit. ‘Not only do you have truly remarkable tits which look stunning in that tight top,’ he said, ‘But you have a beautiful bottom to match. The whole.