Mr."T"'s huge cock jumped like it had a life of it's own as I worked on it. Mr."T" moved to the bed and laid on his back and said 'this way you can ge... at it better.' He handed me a tube of lubricant and said 'pour some of this on it so that you can jack it with ease.' I did as asked and was taken by the way his huge cock reacted as I stroked it. Mr."T" had some wine by the bed and poured us some glasses. He said 'we might as well enjoy ourselves and have some refreshments.' I would take a. Her moaning was muffled against Tawny's tits. After a few moments she pushed Tawny and I away from her. Tawny's hips were undulating as she rubbed her little cock. I was rubbing mine too. We both looked up and Joan with expressions of pure need. We needed to come so badly. Joan smiled down at us."Ohh, Do my little muffins want to come?" She giggled. She smirked. I could tell that an idea had just popped into her mind. "I want you two bitches to give me a show. I want you to make each other. My fingers soon discovered just how many interesting sensations they could generate as they moved nearer my clitoris. I felt my nipples grow almost painfully hard and instinctively moved one hand to my breast, felling the hard nub of skin under my palm. My clit was similarly hard and pushing forth from between the hairless, wet folds. My hands moved of their own accord across my body - as if my brain had largely lost control and was only privy to the sensations that were now flooding in to in. It its place was a very pretty, feminine,well dressed young lady. Every movement and action was feminine, even inthe way I had started talking. Mom said she noticed that I giggled more,and all of my sentences ended on an up note, just like every other youngwoman. Greg came to the door, took one look at me and was in love allover again. It was written all over his face, which gave me a thrill. Myblouse was unbuttoned to reveal a hint of my delights, and my skirtbarely went past mid thigh! After.