She lifted it with a pink-nailed finger. The tiny one-inch knob with itsexposed baby-pink head was all he saw. No balls, no scrotum, just tight,smooth...skin.A chuckle from behind distracted him from Charlie's crotch."Comparing cocks, guys?" Nico said. She'd opened her robe too, showinganother inch-long button rising from her soft olive skin. Fondling itshe chuckled again and said:"I bet mine is the smallest."Charlie laughed with her; Lucian let his eyes travel from the girls'crotches to his. Now she noticed she still had some cum on them and she asked me to lick it off. I lapped it up like a good boy and she giggled and told me I did a good job. When done, he was standing in the doorway. Presumably he had watched me eagerly lick his cum off my wife. Yeah, that probably counts as another line. My wife said she was getting hungry so I offered to get dinner started. As I was getting dressed, Greg asked my wife to take a shower with him. I could hear the water running as I whipped up. I’m apologizing for any little inconsistencies or overused metaphors in advance (mostly weird details like dates, moles, clothing or even unannounced friendships). I wish I could thoroughly plan out and write this story as a whole, edit and then submit, but I’m not that kind of writer. Thanks for understanding! — Emma wasn’t sure why she was so nervous. No. She knew exactly why. She always got speechless around hot, jaw-dropping men. Especially when they could hover effortlessly to her five. Guess is just impression of yours”“And I remember that your latest impression on me was far from negative”His pants were off as well, so as her dress, and both could see their semi-hard cocks as they kissed each other again, now lying on Vic’s bed, feeling that, soon, they were about to do it.“How I missed you, Vic! I missed you a lot!”“I thought you were having fun with your guys in your trips”“But none were as sexy and horny as you, pretty darling”Their mouths soon quit from kissing and went.