He took a seat on the toilet and Dylan closed the door, locking it, and then turning to face Jake. Jake just stared at the open zipper.“Do I have to...take it out for you?” “S...sorry.” Jake nervously stuttered. “I’ve just never done this before.”“You’re gonna love it.” Dylan said, running his hand through Jake’s hair and resting it on the back of his head. “I can tell there’s a cocksucker inside you.”Jake was becoming aroused as he slowly reached into the zipper, through the open flap in Dylan’s. Her attitude, style, and huge tits make her a thrill to be with even if she doesn’t have a stripper’s body. Lately, we’ve been hanging out more often. She hasn’t been getting the action she wants from her husband, and I think she likes hearing about our sex life and escapades to give her fantasy masturbation material. Jessica was sitting on the floor by the tub telling me that she needs a new sex toy having nearly worn her current one out. She said she wanted to upgrade from a bullet vibe to a. Reaching in to my top drawer again, I pulled out a metal cock ring. I slid it behind my aching, full balls and around my hairless shaft. It didn't take long for the blood to turn my cock into the wonderful instrument of pleasure it longs to me. I looked over in the mirror, and saw my cock standing hard and proud, wanting to fuck whatever wet pussy came its way. Lubing my hands a little bit, I wrapped my fingers around my fat shaft. I put one hand on top of the other, thrusting my hips up. He also knew that he couldn't buck the job. Not now. Not with the future of all of the bikers -all his bikers- at stake.He heard as well as saw her smile. "Get used to it, Father Ben."Ben grimaced. Well, there's no point sitting around waiting for grass to grow. "What time is it?" He asked, walking over to a clear flat space near the edge of the gully. It was as good a place as any."Just after one." Hmm. That trucker had said that they weren't leaving until four. That leaves me around three.