I could hear his breathing change and his hand guiding my head grew more urgent. He was hard as steel in my mouth and the angle on my knees wouldn’t...let me get him as deep as he wanted to be. His free hand grabbed my chin to tilt my head back and fo*ce me lower and bent before he angled his body and shoved his whole cock into my throat. He had to move his hips to find the angle but in a second he had buried the full 11 inches in my neck and was humping my face in short strokes. His hands held. He caressed her nipples until they were aching, either for more or for cessation; then he kissed her peaked nipples, sucking and licking. When he pulled his lips off, there was a distinct 'pop' as the suction was released, and the nipples were bouncing from the released stress and wet with his saliva.Even more slowly, his hand slid down her stomach; her body lifted itself, trying to move him closer to her sex, wanting him to touch her and take her. Finally, he was stroking her between her legs,. Or rather ... because of Sally's hand. Jayne, who came in behind her, told Sally that it was hard for a guy to pee with an extra hand there. She let Oscar do his business while two pair of female eyes watched on.Wistfully, both girls sighed that it would be great to be able to pee standing up. I had actually read a little about it and said that I would teach them how to do it. Much to the girls delight, I told them that I'd teach them how to do it in a couple of days, saying I had more reading. ..... “, she tailed off as a familiar figure approached across the hallway. It was Melissa wearing a very short denim pants, a halter top and not much else. I was VERY aware just about every other guy within range was eyeing her up and down (mostly down... to her arse), but she smiled broadly as she strolled over, threw her arms wide and hugged and kissed me as soon as she got close enough. “Roger!!!!!” she squealed, “Where have you been hiding? I thought you’d have rung me?” I didn’t think.