Our friend turns to face us. “I want his cock,” she says. She looks directly at me, “Now.”I need no further encouragement. Emma slides her fin...ers out of her. I position myself at her dark, secret hole, before it winks closed again, and press forward. My cock bends slightly, but Emma holds it true as I push inward, and slip inside.“Ahhhh, ow, urgghhh, yes…” our friend gasps and squeals a little, as her arsehole stretches around the head of my cock.The sensation is extraordinary, a new. Once she was satisfied with the style and the dryness of the hair, Joyce removed the towels and went to get the black dress out of the wardrobe, as she was doing this John took out the new underwear he had bought as part of the deal about the dress.Joyce looked at the bra first and she might have known, John had gone for ¼ cup bra that just supported her breasts without hiding them, the panties were extremely lacy to the point of being almost transparent, in the crutch of the panties there was. “I wish I could have a body pillow of you, every night.”“Tom-per Pedic,” I say.“Wow,” she says. “Get out.” I hear some light giggles muffled into her pillow.Her butt is nuzzled into my crotch. I’m in a situation where I don’t have a full erection, but I’m certainly filled up decently, so to speak. I figure, as long as I keep it like that, she won’t see it as an issue. She doesn’t seem to mind.I’m starting to notice less details. I think my eyelids are heavy but I’m a little too sleepy to know. It was a good lead in for what she was planning though and it gave me another whiff of smoke to blow in dealing with Crystal.I waited another ten minutes and came back inside. "How soon is dinner, May? And Crystal, you are staying for dinner aren't you? As I recall today and tomorrow are your husband's nights in the 'factory'. I'm sure we have enough. Oh hell, May must have asked you already, are you staying?"Crystal gave me a strange look, glanced at May and said, "Well, I don't know..."May.