I was obvious that the poor guy didn't get off himself as his pants were dry. He still had a pretty good boner going. Now it was desparation time and ...e invited us to his room for some after hour drinks. He really wanted to fuck her. He said he had a big suite and would love it if we would join him. He said it's not often that you meet people that you are instantly drawn to. I'm sure it wasn't me he was drawn to. Ha ha. We told him we had an late teen k** back at the room and we needed to get. ”“She’s more flexible than I am.” I said. “You’re looking good too, what have you been up to?”She smiled, causing the room to light up. Her long black hair glimmered and her small breasts threatened to attack my sanity.“Thank you Tom!” She gushed, “It’s so nice to have a male friend who doesn’t just want to get me into bed.”“What makes you think that I don’t?” I asked with false hope.She just smiled, looking through the archway at my hot black wife, who was effortlessly wrapping three men. ”“I’m almost embarrassed to say anything, but what you taught me last week has opened a whole new chapter in my life. I don’t think I can ever thank you enough.”“Are you talking about what I think you are?”“Yes! I never dreamed that touching myself like that could have such a profound impact on my general attitude and temperament. I went to the drug store and bought a copy of Cosmopolitan Magazine, and it had several articles on the health advantages of masturbation. It even referred me to a. Another crossroads, princess. Decide.She continued looking at his cock, moved closer still, then hesitantly, reached for it. She paused midway, hand in the air as if mustering up the courage. Then she quickly closed her hand around it and he marvelled at the sight of her small, pasty white freckled hand on his midnight black monster.She gently stroked the foreskin up and down while cupping the heavy head in the upstroke. She squeezed and twisted the thick shaft, watching as this action forced.