It sort of looked like the guy next to him had his hand on the other guys leg. I don't think Jan saw what was going on. After maybe 5 or 10 minutes th... guy who was sitting by himself got up and started walking towards the back door. Before he got there, he moved around to the back of the couch we were sitting on and got up close to Jan. I was pretty turned on by all of this and was getting quite hard myself. For a while I held Jan's hand and, after a time, I moved her hand over to my lap where. Message was polite and concrete - he invited me to spent 30-45 days in USA, having fun with him and travelling all over USA. Also, he noticed that I am able to be with other men if I want during staying there and he will not be against it.I answered to him and after couple of messages and Skype calls I decided to spent my summer in USA.Few days later I was already on flight to USA. In meantime Mr. Bailey and me spent a lot of time chatting and I was already impressed by his shape and photos as. You were the one who wanted to play at being a slut and all I did was go along. You should have made damned sure that your idea of a slut and my idea of a slut were compatible before you started playing the game. Remember your "Push me off in the deep end" comment? I didn't make you be a slut, you chose that on your own so don't be pissed at me for your bad choices."I turned and went to the time clock, punched out and went home.I spent the weekend wondering if I should go in on Monday and give. The dog automatically rolled on his side, lifting his leg. Tammy gasped. Peeking from between his legs was the red tip of his giant cock."Mr. Anderson! He's getting hot!"Bill gulped, wishing they were at his place. He wanted to watch her, not driving and missing everything. He sighed with relief when he turned off the main road, heading down the dirt path that led to his house in the woods. "He likes to be rubbed between his legs, Tammy. Just like I do."Tammy giggled, her hand boldly stroking.