She roughly grabbed my breasts and began to squeeze them very hard. Rubbing them together, she started to slap them. I could feel them bounce back wit... each slap. Grabbing my nipples, she thoroughly manipulated them in what ever way she wanted. I felt pleasure and pain as she alternated stroking and twisting them. At the same time, Jim was using his tongue on my pussy. I felt him lick my outer lips, then pushing harder, his tongue reached all the way inside my cunt, teasing the walls as he. His head went back and he started to stroke his cock! It was a hot site, seeing his glisening body and his shiny cum covered cock sliding in and out of the thing. My mind was swimming, I could barely stand. I didn't want to cum right there, it would be a mess to clean up . Then all of a sudden Keith started to lift his hips off the bed. He was gonna cum! He sank that thing all the way down on his shaft. He was groaning and moaning, and grabbed the toy with both hands and let out a yell.. He'd even tried Joey's "How YOU doin'?" that always worked on Friends. Nothing. Zero, zip, nada. He had thought that maybe the carnival atmosphere might make the girls more receptive to his charms, but that had not been the case. Like every other Saturday night since puberty, Steve found himself womanless. Women found his charms, his lines, his deodorant and aftershave, in fact every thing about him, eminently resistible. Even Fat Ginny, who, rumor had it, slept with ANYONE, had turned him down. I learned that if I did this, I could feel his penis get hard under me. Grandpa never complained and I would wiggle and squirm a lot. It felt best when I would do it in my pjs or just in my panties. A few time, I caught him in his underware napping and I would come into his bedroom and call to him. If he dindt answer, I would pull open his underware and touch his penis. If he did answered, I would jump up on the bed, wrestle with him, and then sit on top of him, talking to him. As we talked I.