Little more was said but Sandy soon noticed Jane wiggling on the bed. She slyly glanced her way and saw her younger friend squeezing her thighs togeth...r and noticed her breathing was coming a little more rapidly."Exciting, isn't it?" Sandy asked, in a soft whisper as one woman in the video knelt between the wide spread legs of the other and lowered her face to the wet pussy.Jane didn't say anything but nodded her head in agreement.When the video stopped neither Sandy or Jane moved for several. “ It’s called a handjob:” I said with a giggle. “Don’t tell me you’ve never heard of them.”“Not really,” he answered“You mean none of your girlfriends did the for you?”“I was too busy playing hockey, working out, and studying to have a girlfriend. You’re my first,” he replied sheepishly.“Brian O’Leary, I love you to pieces. That is so sweet.”As Brian lifted his butt just enough to slide his pants down freeing his engorged member, I found the small bottle of hand lotion I had brought specially. She turned to him, hand outstretched. “Felicity Baker,” she said smiling.“Marcus,” he replied taking her hand, “Marcus Darcy, at your service!”“Service? It would be nice if you were.”With his heart beating, Marcus took the plunge.“I would most definitely be at your service, as long as it didn’t involve what's in your bag. I hate them too.”Felicity smiled, her head turned sideways to look Marcus in the eye. Moisture seeped into her excuse for knickers, not that Marcus would know that. Her. How's that?"Irwin cocked his head, looking up and to his right. "Then what -- socks?" Yeah," I nodded. "Umm, we might want to give the girls ten bucks for stockings and garters..."Irene pursed her lips. "Um, Pete, seeing a girl in stockings and garters is a display thing -- we might actually go for our skirts first." Good point," I agreed. "Nothing -- NOTHING -- is worth more than ten bucks. Once all clothing and money is gone, the guys are out -- but the girls still have something to wager. In.