Sex was something that you share with someone while masturbation was selfish and all about making yourself feel good and not worrying about anyone els..., but the orgasms were equally satisfying. Debbie asked me if I always use my left hand, since I am right handed, and did I always use the same grip. I told her I dont know why I prefer to use my left hand, it just sort of evolved that way and I said I also really liked using a backhand grip and reversed my hand to show them. I explained that. The pleasure was excruciating, but Jordan knew she had stop for a moment, knowing Giganta could take more cock inside her. Slowly, oh so slowly, she began to rock herself back and forth, up and down the mighty prick. Giganta had never felt so incredibly full, so amazingly satisfied. Giganta was drowning in sensations. Her nipples and thighs and clit felt electrified, as Jordan's monstrous cock moved deeply in her pussy. Giganta began to move faster as her vagina grew more and more able to. Jeremy's sanding would bring the floor to the perfectly smooth and scratch-free surface they would eventually put the high gloss poly on. They had decided that halving the work area and keeping both machines running as much as possible would speed things up.The intense vacuuming between grits seemed to take almost as much time as the sanding itself, but any of the bigger grit left on the floor would leave a scratch when the finer belt or pad was used in the next step, so the floor had to be. “Get over the bridge now!” I shouted, expressing concern in my tone.The Wolves listened, their lazy movements took on urgency. All of them stopped what they were doing and started running towards the bridge, their ripples of laughter died out too. Scratch had moved far afield to gather our furthermost warriors, but he quickly came back into earshot.“Get the men back to their mules,” I shouted to Scratch, who nodded back at me.Some of the lancers seeing our retreating men turned and trotted back.