We made small talk for while and then she she said she wanted to have a beer and relax by herself. I thought my luck had run out. I asked if I could...use the bathroom before leaving. Jill said, fine as long as I didn't make a mess.When in the bathroom, I pissed and then tierd a blue shoe lace around the outside of my cock and balls. I then used some had lotion to start storking my cock. I remembered the time I jerked of in front of Jill the year before and that image of her staring at my. Then, there it was, the squeak of the box spring. This was it! Karen was on the bed, undoubtedly preparing herself for her new lover. Roger counted silently to one hundred and twenty, this having all been carefully calibrated, and swept into the bedroom. “Well hello there, darl… Mrs. Buonafortuna!!!?” Roger screamed, jumping in the air with hands cupped over his privates. The octogenarian sat peacefully on the bed, rose in hand, as Roger dashed around the room searching for articles of. Ergo, I am curled up very happily on my sofa reading Vogue and my telephone is ringing. After watching numerous episodes of Sex and the City, I know that it is acceptable to be sitting in on a Saturday night and screening my calls, I am just not so sure I’m supposed to be doing it in my pyjamas, eating a huge bowl of ice cream and finishing off a half bottle of wine. So anyway, the phone has stopped ringing and my answer machine has kicked in and I hear a familiar yet almost forgotten voice,. There were two couches - on on each side of the room. In the middle there were about 5-6 guys.. Being serviced by two guys on the floor. A bit of a surprise, but my girlfriend didn't mind at all . SHe sought a place on the couch to sit and watch. We watched and the givers moved from person to person. We may have sat there all of 30 seconds when she told me "Go ahead".Really?"Go ahead".So I got up and stood beside the guy on the end. In time it was my turn. I could see by the look on her face.