A small group – six, all men – from the church trying to sell the building we were interested in, arrived at the door once we'd agreed the idea wa... worth pursuing and viable. We sat round as the ladies served tea and soft drinks.The leader, a small man in what looked like an expensive suit, who had a manner about him that commanded respect, was the spokesperson. "I'm Raymond Onslow, and my companions," he indicated each in turn, "Peter Brown, Stephen Brunton, Andrew Macklin, Elijah Bailey and. .. it's wrong... forbidden... no matter how much we want each other... oh God, I do love you... oh never... not this... darling... don't tempt me so... !"But even as she stammered out all the awkward denials, she couldn't keep her lust-gazed eyes off his still expanding and lengthening animal cock. "Ohhhh," she squealed, hopelessly thrilled and in the grip of a passion so obscene it was unnamable. "Yes, I love you... you know I do... but how can we, lover,... how can we... oh God, we have to! I. " Hold on a sec there, partner," Colt said. "What's this all about?" Krismoved aside and let Colt and Bryson read the part about the hottest guycontest. "I'm insulted you assholes didn't think of me."I looked at Scott and wasn't sure if he was joking or being serious."Sorry," I said. "It does say one contestant per floor per dorm."Colt smiled, "I was k**ding. Kris would knock em dead." I'm not doing it," Kris said."Cut the shit, Kris. Do it! This entire thing sounds fun," Bryson said."I wonder. Oh the pre-cum was so delicious she thought. It made her salivate even more. She wrapped her red lips all around his thick pulsating long cock. She had been thinking about this all week. As she sucked she felt her juices drip down her legs. She reached her other hand down her thigh and felt the wetness. She touched her clit and gasped a little. Oh how sensitive she was. He could see how turned on she was. He couldn't take it anymore than she could. So he lifted her up gently by the arms. High.