Of course I was curious but still didn't make a move. But out of the blue I shouted to frank did he need a hand, I said it as a joke but the reply wa... interesting as he answered me back by saying yes please. I walked in not knowing what to expect but frank knew what he wanted, he was standing at the toilet, jeans around his ankles and a very very nice cut cock sitting in his hand I would say about 7 inches. He asked me did I want to help him with it, I smiled and made my way over to him, my. The throbbing pain formed tears in his eyes as she continued, driving into him over and over, deeper and deeper each time. It was agony, and he felt sure she would rip him apart. With the mirrors all around him, he had little choice but to watch it unfold - watch her motion, her body tight with pleasure and excitement, watch her fuck him. All he could do was witness as she took him in a way he had never been taken before. It was different physically, of course, but also in more ways. She wanted. “I know you all are so great for me, maybe I’ll see you again in a couple of days,” she added hesitantly though it was forced. She wanted them on call twenty four seven for her but she couldn’t say that because it wasn’t proper for her, a married lady. It didn’t matter that she had more money then all of them or that her husband was a big movie star who was rarely at home. “Just let us know,” Cory said as they all followed him out of the room. Denise caught up with them then said goodbye at the. Goddam. She was fucking right."We like you Jenine," Laura said. "Always have, ever since the first day in your class."Stacey added, "You're smart and classy. I don't go after girls who don't meet those two criteria." Then she looked at Laura, which caused her girl to blush. "You need to get your shit together, and drop your dick." Girls," I spoke up, "my husband's not a bad sort. It's not his fault I'm queer." What the fuck does that have to do with a goddam thing? It isn't what we are talking.