I watched those legs every step of the way. My heart was pounding in my chest.I went to my bed too but I couldn't sleep. All I could do was lie there ...nd think about how I wanted to fuck Claire. Eventually, my cock craved attention and I couldn't refuse. I jerked myself off, imagining it was my own daughter stroking my cock and when I came I imagined it was her pretty face being covered in my spunk. I think I came harder than I ever had before. I hoped she was lying in her own bed, frigging. ’ I struggled to understand but somehow this comforted me.Malcolm then placed his fingers inside the waistband of my briefs. I admit it felt good, almost ticklish. He moved his hand back and forth, constantly asking if I was OK. The hand went down and he held my balls quite tightly. I saw Steven looking intensely and Brian eager for me to relax and succumb. With that, Malcolm leaned forward and placed £10 under my waistband. ‘Don’t expect that much every week,’ he said, laughing. He then opened. And It was a small but workable kitchen,smallish bathroom, and the living room was small with a couch and tv and bookcase, but,decent sized bedroom with a king bed. I looked in the closet, rummaged around briefly and found nothing. I went to the bed and layed down and unknowingly fell asleep.I jolted awake when I heard keys opening the door. I get up in the now dark room,straighten the blanket and rush in the closet and shut the door. Just in time too he walked in, took his shirt off not. You should cancel at Riverside and get a room over here tomorrow night!" I suggested. "I'll take you over after dinner and see if they have something available for you tomorrow night." They seemed relieved at the prospect of better accommodations and we chatted about things to do and see in Manhattan while they were in town. They were so animated and interested in everything, I knew they'd become converted Manhattanites just as I had on my first visit. We discussed their choice of universities.