I moved my hand closer to cradle his balls. I wanted to cum right then. Feeling his balls in my hand while he was still working his cock was nearly ov...rwhelming. I had to stop rubbing my own cock. I couldn't take my eyes off his. He took his hand off his cock and put his left arm on the couch behind me. He was giving me my first ever opportunity to touch a cock other than my own. I wanted to take it but I hesitated. Why did I want to hold it in my hand? My desire to feel it in my hand was. Before they rode together there was no end of fighting and fun and games trying to work out who would ride with her. Chelsea had gotten a lot of grief from squad members when she first started as they thought she was not tough enough to hack it out on the streets with all the gangbangers and petty criminals that she would be dealing with on a daily basis. It had taken around three months and a lot of holding her tongue when she was being ragged on but she had finally proven herself and had. She had that orgasmic glow on her face. I could see the two-headed dildo sticking out of her pussy. She was so wet that juice was dripping off the other head. Before I could answer Pat said, ‘Why don’t you take a seat in that overstuffed chair and we’ll sit here? As both of those beautiful women sat down, they spread their legs to give me a full view of their precious gift that was cradled at the apex of their legs. Kathy’s was full with the dildo, but Pat’s was damp with wetness that. The vibrator had moved; now I could see it sitting at the entrance to her tight little pucker. My God, she was going to fuck her own wicked star with it! I could see the slippery toy pushing at the opening—I could see it plop in, slipping through her sphincter, see her react as it penetrated her, almost feel as it slid inside.My own fingers started moving more urgently, making vulgar schlep, schlep noises as I thrust in and out of my horny cunt, the thumb circling my clit with small, rapid.