Can I try it? I asked. Can I try yours? he said. Okay. Okay. I guided his hand to my crotch with one hand. My pussy was already wet, and I reached dow... to wet the hand I would be using on him. I put his hand right where I wanted it, and began to move my other hand up and down on his stiff cock. It took only a few strokes when I felt his body tighten and his hips jut out. I watched for the eruption from his cock, but was surprised to see only a small drop of clear liquid appear on the end. Soon. Thats when someone bumped into me, jolting me out of my trance and reminding me where we were. I carried her out of the mob of people towards the empty part of the park we were in. I laid her down on the grass as she pulled me down on top of her. Picking up where we left of she started to grab and pull at my shirt, running her nails up and down my back as i grinded myself into her. Things got more and more heated until i couldn’t handle it any longer. I ran my hand down her body and slipped. "Your dick is longer than mine, but mine is fatter and darker. Look and see." With that he twisted around on the bed to show his cock and balls sticking out of his white underwear. As he said, his dick was indeed thicker than mine, and whereas my cockhead was bigger than my shaft, mushroom shaped and bulbous, his was triangular with a foreskin he began to move back and forth as he masturbated.I knew this was wrong, even shameful, as the worst thing you could say about a guy back then was. Then Satan bellowed his rage."Get this madman away from me! What is wrong with him? His eyes! - Save me."Thomas gently manoeuvred the angel to one side, before targeting his hand accurately - his aim was true. Despite the burning pain he felt, Thomas gripped hard and closed his fist securely. He, Thomas Green, had the Devil's own distended genitals trapped in his tight hand.Satan screamed, clearly trying to summon his foul kind. In immediate response, a wise Thomas twisted his wrist as hard as.