And Britt was eager. I still had my clothes on but was starting to get jealous of these nude girls and would have tore off my clothes in a heartbeat. ...ut I had work to do.“So what now?” Britt asked.“Wanna do it on the floor?”“Ew no. The floor is so dirty.”“You might like that.”“What about the couch?”“If that’s what you want. I’m only thinking of you, Britt.” And I was thinking of her. There was more chance of her getting hurt on the couch if she fell off. I’ll just have to make sure she doesn’t. Even if we’ve been fucking all night, that kind of response gets me hard again almost all the time.I also get turned on by a proper woman’s use of bedroom language particularly under sexual tension. “Please fuck me – now,” “I want your cock,” “Give it to me,” “Don’t make me beg you,” are enormous turn-ons. The ultimate, of course, is that inarticulate scream or cry at orgasm, when her legs go rigid and her face becomes red and contorted. Afterwards, I like to lick the perspiration off her back,. ' I did as I was told and I stood there as Terrance finished takng off his clothes and placing them on the wall hook after throwing my own pants off the hook to the floor. 'Now then do you like lookin at my black cock.' He asked. 'Yes, yes I do,' I said.'Well start rubbing my black cock with both your hands, you pretty white sissy.' There I was in pantyhose, painted toenails and no underwear rubbing Terrance's black cock. It was a gorgeous shade of black, and as I rubbed his cock and balls he. He unzipped his sleeping bag all the way and pulled off his shorts down past his ankles.Aroused too, I unzipped mine so that he could move closer. Awkwardly, I pulled my shorts off my ankles too.Now we were both lying next to one other completely naked! We began mutually and rhythmically rubbing each others cocks up and down becoming increasingly wet with pre-cum and becoming more and more excited with each stroke."Aren't you afraid we'll get caught?" I asked."Shhh...we won't! We'll be.