“Why don’t you sit on the couch? You will be more comfortable” he suggested. I sat sipping the wine and staring at Brute. He looked like he was ...miling. “Stella just put your glass on the side table and slip off your panties honey” Greg said. I stood up and pulled of my knickers. I don’t know if Brute knew what I was thinking but his ears pricked up and he started back at me. “Sit right on the edge of the couch and call him” Greg said and I did it. Brute padded up to me, I opened my legs and. When we’d met before, I’d claimed to be a feminist. The contempt in her voice was palpable.I reached for my cock, and again started pulling the foreskin back and forth, trying to get hard. Derisive laughs at our staying flaccid did not help. I closed my eyes and forced myself to calm down, then opened them and looked straight at Julia. I felt a twitch and relief flooded in when my organ began to swell. This quietened the titters a bit. They were not impressed, but curiosity crept into the faces. Wasn’t the taxi suppose to be wait?”Maggie seemed to be a little out of breath and struggling to hold it together. It was hard to tell whether she was incredibly turned on by Simon’s kisses and caresses or was in shock that I had seen them.Simon spoke, “Maggie invited me in for coffee and said that I could crash out here for the night.”Maggie then added, “It got late, we lost track of time, so I said Simon could sleep in the spare room.” She obviously felt that was necessary to clarify things,. As Clyda heard Jordan enter the room, she sat up on the edge of the bed and greeted Jordan with a warm smile. "Hallo, love," said Clyda. "Still with us after being turned loose with Ebony for a day?" "All I can say is I'm sure glad that it's over," said Jordan. "I hope I don't have to go through that ever again." "Well, I can promise you a much better time with me, than with Ebony," said Clyda. "I've really been looking forward to this, Jordan. Come here and sit down next to me." Jordan.