He moans slightly.“Can I touch it?” I ask.“Sure” as he moves closer to me. I reach out to feel the plastic, his cock is still pulsating, as it...continues to grow. It stops at about 6”. My intrigue leads to action – I take his cock firmly in my hands, and start to wank my friend. Slowly at first, but by impulse, Mark starts to thrust his hips forward into my hands. I move my hand faster as his abdomen muscles tense. I know what’s about to happen, and my curiosity has gotten the better of me. I. ...oh yes.....she then asked if i could wash her boobs, i took great pleasure in soaping up her wonderful tits and gently rubbed sopa into her tits and played with her nipples, she groaned and said it was lovely, and she loved my cock, i then slid my hand over her stomach and down between her legs, i looked as if to ask and she said yes....my fingers found the groove between her fanny lips and the groove was so wet and silky smooth. I gently teased her clit which stood out asking to be played. "I'd give anything to spend another hour with you, Laura wanted to say. She didn't dare. But again, she had the strangest notion that Sara felt the same way. Something about her softly shining eyes behind her glasses led Laura to believe that she too was reluctant for it to be over."You know," Laura said, as they reached Market Street, and the Muni Metro entrance, "I don't have to come back for three months." I know," Sara grinned. "I made the appointment for you, remember?" I like you. I hate. I arrived at the restaurant half past nine and it had only a few tables of people enjoying their dinner. Karim quickly came to greet me and seated me to my table. In no time Omar brought me water and took my order for appetisers. As they were serving other people I noticed them peeking at me every now and then. I was swinging my leg just enough for them to notice.Half an hour later most of the people had moved to the bar and club area with only a few people remaining to enjoy their late.