I was lost in lust, so much so that he took my hand and guided it to his cock. It was warm, and the skin was soft like it had been lotioned for years....He was very hard and I stroked him. Not too fast, but not so slowly that it wasn't going anywhere. I broke his rhythm a little. He was moaning a bit and taking a second to enjoy my hand on him. He pulled the briefs off of me, and the fell past my knees to my ankles. He stepped closer and to the side of me, never losing his grip on me. His right. She could feel him getting hard.“Well,” he slowly began, “let’s just say we’re going to a place we’ve talked about going, but have never been to.” “And where might that be?” she whispered, wrapping her smooth, slender arm around his neck and licking his lips with the tip of her tongue. Jack began kissing her, and then pulled away slightly. He whispered into her ear, “That’s for me to know and you to find out!”A knock on the door interrupted them. “Jack? Jen? We’re just about ready to dock. You. Dio! Uuuuuggghh! Oooooh C...c...caaaazzzooo!” Esclamò Bob. Capii che il mio cazzo aveva raggiunto la sua prostata, spedendo onde di piacere attraverso il suo corpo. Cominciò a spingere più velocemente e più forte sul mio cazzo mentre lui accarezzava la sua carne. Il suo sedere stava stringendo il mio uccello come una morsa. Sentivo il calore dei suoi interni che circondavano il mio pene. Bob inchinò indietro la testa ed inarcò la schiena continuando a spingere sempre più forte. Io alzavo le mie. He winked at his pals as he handed Jen the cue, no doubt looking forward to watching her bend over the table in that short dress, as indeed was I. Jen took the cue and leant over the table, her dress writhing up as she did so, but not far enough for the guys to see anything. She walked back over to me for her drink and said Babe, this is fun, I think I can win. As she walked back over to the pool table I saw the guys wink to each other again. They left a few balls hanging on the pockets for Jen.