Ivan gasped something in Russian."Grumpy," I snapped, "you close?" Oh yeah, Papa!" He groaned."Make it happen."He picked up his pace banging Hunk and ...hey both began gasping with every down stroke. It was maybe two minutes before Grumpy began crying out, "I'm coming! I'm coming!"To my surprise, Hunk answered him, "Me too! Oh! Fuck!"Ivan yelled some more Russian.It was beautiful and touching and erotic as all fuck.I let them all have a minute to catch their breaths. Then I pulled out a few. Mindy isin't even my type. I start to say this, but stop myself. It's a pointless conversation we've had many times. Jo walks towards me, and puts her hand on the back of my neck. We do not ever hold hands. When we are out in public, she holds the back of my neck, I'm hers. She knows that I love it. "How about we go back to the bedroom, and you can show me this toy you just had to have?" she says. She leads me down the hall, and opens the bedroom door. I immediately know what is about. I was surprised she didn’t ask where we were going, but as I got to the main roads I had a feeling she knew anyway, or at least had a good idea, she was just letting me present it as a surprise. When we turned off the main roads and I followed the route to a parking spot the grin on her face started getting broader. I was going to have to remember to thank Charlie profusely. ‘First stop, shopping,’ I said to her once I had parked. To be honest, this was the bit I was dreading. A town centre. It felt strange to be so turned on just by the closeness and touch of these two guys, but it was the first time she had been this intimate with any more than one guy at a time, and she liked it. When the guy behind her managed to run his hands inside the waist band of her skirt, and down the front of her knickers, all she could think about was how much she ached for her smooth pussy lips to be stroked, and her clit rubbed, and he didn’t disappoint.She was glad she had paid attention to what she.