He held her firmly and continued his play without the slightest pause for her struggles.Circling in a spiralling path, his fingers brushed around and ...round the captive globes of flesh. Despite the covering of nylon, she felt him, felt every little movement of his fingertips. The sheer fabric seemed only to increase the sexy feel of him, suffusing the pleasant sensations of his hands. Her nipples were alive, straining outward, pressing against the cloth of her bra.His fingers then drifted into. I placed both of my hands on their crotches, over their shorts feeling both of them having hard on, I started rubbing their cocks over the shorts, then decided it was time for their shorts to fall down, and I held both of their cocks in both of my hands massaging them up and down.Sam’s black cock was real huge by all means, it was about a foot long, super thick, my fingers barely went around its girth, Paul’s cock wasn’t much smaller, it was a bit shorter, around ten inches long, but almost as. 10...9...8 Elle began jerking me harder and faster. 7...6...5 I clenched the bottom of my seat. 4...3.. I suddenly exploded with a burst of cum lava shooting and oozing out of my wood work shop. I could feel my lap getting drenched in white liquid cream as Elle continued to stroke my cock through the immense river of cum that was forming on her hand and on my pants. My eyes had rolled back into my head and when they rolled back to face reality, I was immediately confronted with a wobbly #34. I could believe that if he posted a picture online that chicks would want to blow him. But I just couldn't imagine him doing anything with another dude. "I don't believe you." I said pushing open the door to the hotel. Brad continued to smile as he handed me his cell phone just as we reached the elevator. "Scroll through that," he said smirking. I looked down at his phone where he had opened a picture ap. The picture was of some guy standing fully clothed staring at the camera. "This proves.