" Paul..."He could go on."Oh, am I making it hard for you to psyche the little guy up?" You're going to make this weird huh?" I asked."Just take it ou... already," Paul said. "Get it over with it."I took a deep breath, fishing out my shaft from my waistband only to decide that this actually made the presentation worse. I wasn't small, nearly seven inches, but Paul was definitely at least a little bigger. I don't know what possessed me to care so much about the comparison, maybe just natural male. "I doubt that," Sam said moving around to watch the show as Tim vacated his spot at the laptop. "Wow, your mom IS hot," he added his own hand rubbing his crotch through his pants as he bent over watching the show intently. "Check out the comments," Tim pointed out and Sam glanced at them smiling. "So, what, there are, what, Jesus, there are twenty guys watching them fuck!" Sam exclaimed counting. "Well, twenty-two," Tim added smiling as the boys stood there. "Wait, look at. True, Torrie had given her best friend a touch of lesbian love a few weeks earlier and the girl seemed to have dug it, but that had been a spur of the moment thing. This was premeditated. Isabel had to have set this up. ‘Rachel, are you cool with this?’ ‘Am I that obvious?’ Rachel responded. ‘Yeah. I’m cool.’ ‘Actually, I think you’re hot!’ Jessie said, reaching out one hand and grabbing one of Rachel’s large tits through her top. ‘Hey, the birthday girl gets groped first,’ said Isabel, who. And another . . . slowly sinking deep to the hilt of his shaft.I could feel his balls against my wet, trembling lips, but the feel of him inside me at last, in that place that had been preserved for so many years . . . thankfully he stilled so that we could both savor the moment. Then . .. was it just a second or a whole day later? . . . he moved his hips back again, pulling out to the head, then slowly sliding back in."Mmmmmmmmmm that is amazing" I murmured. "Don't stop." Oh don't worry. I.