I had him remove his hand from his cock and I put my foot up into his lap and started working his cock with my foot. He told me after just a minute or...two that he was about to cum and I said that was good and worked him a little harder and then I felt his cock start jerking and squirting and I knew he was making a big mess in his lap. I told him to stuff his dick back into his pants and to scoot back from the table a little so he did. The waitress came over and I asked her for some napkins. She rubbed rather than massaged my back rather hurriedly and then moved down to my butt. Here she slowed down her pace and took her time rubbing it, stroking it, squeezing it. She then got up and sat to my side, spread my legs, then my ass cheeks and poured oil . The sensation made my not so little junior ever harder in anticipation. She then reach down and cupped my balls and continued to massage them gently for a very long time...just my balls.. I was waiting for her to stroke my shaft but. What? He hadstarted the day browsing job postings, but his mind kept wandering backtowards erotic thoughts. His soft skin kept distracting him, his handskept touching, feeling everything. He kept taking a break to explorehis body some more, opening a tab to a porn website. He must havemasturbated three or four more times. After each climax, the expectedmoment of clear-headedness hadn't arrived, he just wanted to do itagain. Eventually, he had laid down for a nap, his hands touching hischest as. You and your buddies buy a round of drinks and start working your way out to the dance floor. It isn’t long before you feel someone’s ass grinding against your back. Hoping it’s not some dude, you turn around and notice a little brunette facing away from you, dancing as her friends giggle. She’s wearing a sparkly silver minidress and has her long hair pulled up and pinned behind her neck, leaving a couple locks framing her face. ‘This should be fun,’ you think to yourself as you put your hand.