She wants that all of your donation on Friday be freshly made,so we are going to wank you steadily for the next four days. Keep on wanking now." Rache... told me.My penis was slackening slightly by now, but her instruction stimulated me and slowly I felt full erection returning. As I wanked, Rachel sat back and I was delighted to see her spread my recent ejaculation into both palms and slowly work it into her fingers like a hand cream."The best hand cream in the world she smiled at me. And. .. but it was fear, rather than passion. She was quite sure that by saying his name in her normal voice, right in his ear, that he would stop, raise his head, call her name and THEN ... throw her out.Instead, Brian, who thought he was shoving his iron hard prick in his Aunt Jill, thrust forward, expecting to hear her relieved sigh of joy at being penetrated clear to her cervix.He got a strangled combination of grunt, groan and vocal grimace instead. She was also a LOT tighter than usual ... a. He responded right away, and we kissed for a few minutes without touching otherwise, and his cock sprang up against my belly. I looked down and saw that he was equipped pretty much as he'd described also - about 7 inches, cut, and medium width. I reached down and took his warm cock in the palm of my hand, and began to gently rub his cockhead with my thumb as we kept kissing. He reached down towards me and rubbed his hand against my bulge, but made no move to pull out my cock, which was fine. My beach chair tilts me so they are shown off to full advantage as I read or sip from my glass, waiting the arrival of the one. Many appear quickly: some for a glance, others for a comment on their shape or size, others to see how willing I am. I dismiss them all with a shake of the head, smiling. Several always watch as I apply lotion to my breasts lovingly, the bulges in their suits obvious. These I ignore as well. The one I want hangs back away from the action, hesitant and shy, unwilling to.