As I stroked it, my mind compared it to my own. I always thought I had a decent cock about 8 inches but feeling Mike’s cock made me realize just how...much bigger his was than mine. “Oh Man that feels good.”“Have to admit I am enjoying it too. I have never seen a cock this big.”“Why don’t you get a closer look?”“What do you mean?”“Look I didn’t tell you before but I don’t pay that masseuse and extra 50 bucks I pay her an extra 100 when she blows me.”“Dude I can’t do that.” I am saying this as I. We all had sex with you and you still look underage.”I teased, “Yes, some of us many times over the weekend.”Kat said, “Oh, I’d never do something that would get you and your friends in trouble. I did have so many orgasms over the weekend that I’m still feeling that pulsing sensation in my little clitoris and my vagina. I confess to starting to masturbate when I was very young – single digits. I learned to make myself cum – thank you Internet and my friend Mary Jane Bonner. This weekend I bet I. ”“Yes!” Mya gasped, obviously delighting in the idea. “You can come over when my husband is at work and treat me like the whore that I am. You can do whatever you want.” “Do you know what I want you to do right now?” I asked, desperately needing to find a way to release the pressure in my aching balls. “What?” she asked, as I unsheathed my dripping wet dick from her abused pussy.“I want you to lick my asshole and make me cum.”Her eyes brightened at the suggestion as I stood up and turned. I shall meet you up there." He nods to me, formally salutes, then leaves the stables.I laugh again to myself, as I make my way to one of the guest bedrooms, where I have stored some supplies in a trunk. I lock the door behind me, as I quickly start to shed my armor. Each piece falls to the floor with a loud clunk. I reach into the trunk and pull out a bottle of massage oil and rub the jasmine scented stuff all over my body. After my body I glistening with oil, I pull on a sheer almost.