Anyone who could reach was trying. A couple of the guys worked together to hold her skirt up as three sets of hands where trying to find a way to her...pussy. The guys in front where reaching over their seats grabbing at her tits.“Spread your legs”, I told her. She hesitantly obeyed. Slowly she spread, and fingers started to probe her deeply. I was getting close to cumming now, but I held off. Pulling her off my cock, but not letting her sit up.One of the guys in front of her figured out how to. "Ken I am in, even if the rest are not. You were right, this is an adventure of a lifetime, and it is the right thing to do. What do I do?"Ken watched the terrible four get up and come over as he said, "I will explain more in a bit," Facing his other friends he said, "What did you four decide?"Matt stepped up to Ken."Ken, we have decided I will speak for all of us. We are in Ken. We all agree they have to be stopped. We don't want our children to fight them when we can." Thank you." Looking at. Me!" he said with exasperation. "I wish you would stop saying that." She most certainly does," Fobie continued. "Or will; it's the same thing. Now, will ... It's just a matter of semantics. It's really the same, you know." No, I don't know," he said. "But one thing I do know is arguing with you two is an exercise in futility. That being the case I'm going to stop it and be on my way. Rolf, you be ready when I get back." I will be, Your Highness," the guard on duty nodded. "I don't suppose I'd. She runs her tongue around the glans, teasing her own arousal and playing up to her jism drenched fans in the front row. Friel hauls her unwieldy breast up a little further allowing her lips to close around the turgid appendage, sucking half of its length into her mouth and bringing it to full rigidity. It’s a massive organ by human standards, some 20 centimetres from where she is grasping it behind the rapidly swelling knot to the tip being lovingly caressed by her mouth and tongue. Once.