I could feel my pussy getting wetter with excitement and couldn’t help but think about how hard Js massive cock would be at the sight of me and F pl...ying with each other.We all moved to the bedroom and I instructed F to undress J. She knelt in front of him and lowered his jeans. I couldn’t wait for her to lay eyes on J’s thick 7.5 inch cock. When I told her to suck it- I knew she wouldn’t be able to take him all the way back her throat. I struggle at the best of times- the poor girl had no. When she reached for the cup, his eyes quickly scanned her beautiful legs. He made himself look away, the sight of them causing him to think bad thoughts about her. He stole another quick peek, this time at her firm thighs that were half hidden by her peasant skirt. He pulled his eyes away from her, making himself look into her face, angry at himself for his lack of respect.The coffee was not overly hot, but extremely strong. Nena gulped down half of it quickly, the warmth and caffeine taking. After a few moments without contact, I felt the hand on my cock again. This time, it wasn't just an idle touch. A hand wrapped around my cock, squeezing it gently. My knees went weak. Then the hand started to stroke, up and down the length of my shaft, applying a little pressure as it did so. My mind was reeling. This was amazing. Someone was touching me and it felt amazing! And they weren't paid and they weren't disgusted, they seemed to like it too!I felt the hand slide all the way up on my. Carrie was a wild card, you never knew just what she was gonna say next. “Well, if you wanna get him back, you should fuck another woman and let him watch you two go at it,” Carrie said. “You are funny, you should write that one down,” I replied. “Well, I’m just trying to cheer you up, that’s all,” Carrie said. ‘I know,’ I replied. Then I gave her a hug, we met in college a few years ago and I invited her to live with me a few weeks after we met when I needed a roommate. In that time we had.