My sweaty hands rubbed on my shorts. My balls ached with another load of cum that needed releasing. The itch tingled across the tip of my cock.I didn'... want to masturbate. I wanted—“Breakfast is done,” Mom said. “Go wash your hands.”I snapped my eyes open and groaned. “Yes, Mom.”“And no sass.” She waggled the spatula again. “You don't want to spread it. Wash your hands and don't touch your face.”I pulled my hands from scratching at my nose. “I'm not getting it stuck in the apartment all the. But Bear just repeated the process, picking up the pace with each thrust. I looked down underneath me and could see Bear's balls smacking into mine as he slid in and out of me. The view was starting to turn me on again, inspite of the pain.The more I got turned on, the less I noticed the pain. I began jerking off as I watched Bear's balls go back and fourth. I began to wonder about his knot, I hadn't felt it yet, but I knew I wanted it. I reached around and tried to feel Bear's sheath, I. He loved watching her fuck in videos. She performed like a porn star, and that simpering idiot, Cooper Rand, looked like he was fighting to stay awake. But it wasn’t enough to ruin it for Miles. His wife was on fire. She’d only been fucking the younger lawyer to add to their collection of homemade porn.Rand could’ve been any shithead with a functioning dick in his pants off any street corner in the city. Yet knowing he was with a competing firm added to the thrill. Even so, Miles had asked. She reached over and began to work on Bruce, Mary clearly enjoying Bruce’s cock and him clearly enjoying it. As I worked on Mary with my hand and fingers, feeling the building of her pleasure as I watched as she worked with both hands, watching also as Steve, Tom and I played with each other. I watched and felt Mary’s climax building as she closed her eyes and began to climax against my touch, sliding my fingers in her as I feel her pussy squeezing against them. As her climax subsides I relax a.