Mandy had posed his hands close to where she ached to have him touch her and she wished he would move right to those places. He could just push a litt...e further down and she would be in heaven! All too soon, Mandy told them they could take a break. Greg must have been having the same thoughts because he lightly caressed her before he moved back. The lack of his touch caused Traci to let a small groan of disappointment slip out.Greg's arousal was quite evident as well. As he moved around easing. " But you've got one," I naively blurted before catching on, "Oh a real drink, leave it to me."Sally went to her bedroom to get dressed as I perused the drinks cabinet and poured large gin. I went to the kitchen and realised I had used up all the ice bar the few cubes that I had pushed against my balls. "What the hell, she'll never know," I added the ice and returned to our makeshift studio and waited for Sally to return.Minutes later, she entered the room, her black stocking legs juxtaposed. He got bold and went to his knees. He took the magazine from Junebug's hand, and threw it on the floor. Junebug was shocked. Jack pulled Junebug's cock through his pants. Junebug's cock got hard.He couldn't believe it, he never got hard by another man before. Jack boldly started to pull down Junebug's pants. Junebug saw Jack's expression, when he looked at Junebug's very big and hard cock. He was amazed at the size and the bulk. Jack thought it was between 8-to-9 inches, he'll maybe 10. It was mine for nearly ten years," Monica said. "You can't expect me just to give it up," she shrugged. "Yeah, but you walked away," I said, trying not to stare at her chest or her thick thighs. "Very true, more like ran," Monica smiled. She walked over to me. "Look, it is your place now. Well yours and Rachelle's," she said, placing a hand on my chest. "Just think of me as an observer," she smiled. Her green eyes were piercing at me. "Okay, just no more lies," I said, looking at her. "You got.