Our fourth member was my best friend Tiff. She had originally said she wasn't keen because she was more interested in having sex than masturbating, bu... it didn't take much persuasion when I said there would be two boys there.We were in Samantha's living room on the couches: Jack and Steven on one, Tiff and me on the other. Since we had more time than we were did in the changing room, we could go on for longer. We'd each keep our own genitals stimulated and try to bring ourselves as close as. Dale arose and lifted Cassie into hisarms and carried her to the bedroom. This time they made love slowly andtenderly. It was true lovemaking rather than frenzied fucking."I'm sorry I called you a whore" Dale felt a little sheepish now thattheir passion had subsided.Cassie blew smoke at the ceiling. She was pragmatic; she knew what shewas and felt no need to answer.She looked at the bedside clock-radio. It was getting late and shewanted a good night's sleep."You can't stay the night" Cassie. ‘My God, Fran!!! That feels fantastic!!!’ His hips began to rock. Fran, having gotten Greg’s cock erect again, held it in her hand as she moved to straddle him. When she was kneeling astride him, she raised her hips, then she lowered herself, impaling herself on him. ‘Ohhhhhh!!! Greg!!!!’ she hissed as his thick wand slid up into her. Greg groaned and his hips drove upward, forcing his shaft farther into her warmth and wetness. She rode him, her hips rising and falling. Her breasts bobbed and. ”“So you’ll help me? Again?”“Yes, but I’m not just helping you, you know.”“Yeah, I know, but still...”“Any other questions?”“Well, since you asked ... Could you maybe ... you know ... convince Jenna to...”“I’m sorry, Scott. Like I said. I’m not going to supply you with a harem, even if it’s only one girl. You’re just going to have to convince her yourself. But from the looks of you and what you’ve said so far, you probably won’t have much problem getting girls to hop in the sack with you. Maybe.