A small smirk and a sly look to your direction; she likes what she sees.Amber grasps your cock, her hands are so small, you really do look enormous. I...better help her. I grasp your ever-swelling penis, and now we both have our hands on you."Alexis, let me teach you how to properly masturbate a man" Amber says to the both of us. "I want you to assist me, however. I think he's got a huge load backed up." Slowly, but firmly, she begins to rub you.Feel her slender hands moving up and down your. He was single, and Barry had shared the early bath of rugby at uni so he knew that he was well hung.The evening was to be a Saturday in November, she cooked a stunning meal, and He supplied the wine, still unsuspecting of the reason for his visit. After the meal they, that`s, Ken and Kay relaxed on the sofa, Barry in his armchair. One thing had led to another as they say and the three had enjoyed a fantastic night of sex, not least as Kens tool was two whole inches longer and an inch more in. He grabbed my hand, pulled me towards him and kissed me. For a long time. Him: Let’s go to bed So I followed him up the stairs and into my bedroom, all the time wishing I’d put a couple of large brandies in those Diet Cokes he plied me with in the bar at the sports centre. I was in desperate need of some Dutch courage. Me: I just need to use the loo. With just a flimsy plasterboard wall between the toilet and my bedroom I put masses of toilet tissue down the pan before sitting down to do a wee. .. don't understand, Eric. What... ?" Come over here," Kaye told her, motioning toward a slightly ajar door set in the far wall. "I think you ought to see this, Vicki."Perplexedly, she followed the respected educator across the carpeted floor to the door. There, adjacent to the door, were mounted numerous switches, knobs, and Eric Kaye reached up to twist one of them, bringing the previously soft strains of the Gleason orchestra into ear-consuming loudness. Then, with a flick of his deft.