...but it has broken the ice and we start to chatAt this point you start to play with my cock under my towel and you can see he is watching and now ge...ting erectYou tell him that he has a nice cock and ask if he minds if you hold it for a whileNeedless to say he is does not object and moves closerYou now have a stiff cock in each hand and wanking s in front of an audienceWe are getting very excited at the prospect of a threesome and suggest that we retire to the room with the window which has. As a teenage male I was no stranger to the feel of my hand on my shaft. Ever since that magical day when my balls dropped I'd wanked and wanked. Its a wonder I didn't go blind, good job the school myths weren't true! What I wasn't familiar with was the feel of a girl's vagina around it, even at the age of eighteen. A couple of girls had watched me wank around the back of the school, I mean watched me at their instigation. They had asked, I never knew why, but then callow youth never did think. I made my way up to the bedroom, sitting on the bed. My vibrator was pulsating in my pussy with the thoughts of Steve fucking Natalie in my head. The picture in my head changed to Jim fucking me. I fucked myself hard imagining it was Jim’s cock pounding my pussy.Two orgasms later, I lay on the bed contemplating my situation. Would I really be fine with my husband fucking another woman? The idea of another man fucking me was very much in my head. I went back and forth on if I should confront. So for the time being im back to work.ive drilled the holes for the screws.thinking now after seeing what was on offer i wouldnt mind drilling mrs fielding.so she comes and asks if i need anything.(if only she knew).i am stepping down the stepladders and she puts her hand on the inside of my thigh.she presses it and asks is that a piece of curtain pole i can feel.so i told her it was my manhood.she laughed and said no it cant be its too long and thick for that.ok its not i say.i really wanted.