Finally she glanced up. Her eyes widened as she stared at his cock and balls. She hadn't expected anything quite so big, even when she'd examined th... bulge in his pants. His prick was about eight inches long, and it wasn't even erect! It hung down from a thick growth of crotch hair like a limp snake, its head thrust out from its foreskin. It looked too thick to get her fingers around.It was a dark brownish color, except for the mushroom head, which was a deep shade of purple, and two veins. Well I’m going to change.”Tracy disappeared and before long she left and the guys started to arrive. They all went to the basement to the table and before long, everyone was there. I joined them in the basement and we began to play, but halfway through the first hand, Greg went to the fridge and asked where the beer was. With all that had happened it was the last thing on my mind, and looking around the room, it was clear that everyone had forgotten to stop and get drinks. “Alright, I’ll go get. ”“I saw. I figured it was about Michelle.”“It was. But also about you. Jessica told me about your talk in the car. I know you’ve had some experience with some very serious people and have stood up to them successfully. If you hadn’t, you probably wouldn’t be here.”“No details, Elyse. You know that.”“I know, but it’s true, isn’t it? You somehow got Ed off a murder charge!”“No comment,” I said.“A tacit admission.”“Stop delving, Elyse. For your own good. I mean it! You do NOT want to know! Knowing. I caress them with my fingertips, drawing lazy patterns in your skin. You move your legs further apart and you kiss me, hard, with sublime desperation. You moan as I kiss you, wriggle as I stroke your soft thighs. My hand toys playfully between your open legs and I can feel the warmth of your pussy. You can feel my hand, moving, so close to your sex.I need to feel you. I need to pleasure you. I slide my hand up, between your legs. Your panties are warm and slightly damp. I begin to rub.