..”There was a long moment of silence.“Well, I feel stupid,” she said quietly. “Thanks a lot.”“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you thought...that’s what it was.”“Of course not. Why would you...”She grunted and sat on the beam log, pulling out a pouch of weed. I watched as she unhurriedly rolled a joint and lit it up.“How did you cut yourself?” she asked.Does she really care?“It was a piece of broken glass. It got me pretty good, but it was an accident, that’s all.”“Oh ... Mine wasn’t glass. And it. . this made me feel sooo naughty and always made good viewing for anyone with a view of it.... The gents cock was stood proud in front of me with occasional bounce as if it were a caged a****l trying to get loose! I sat and looked at it for a few moments with lust in my eyes and couldnt help but smile out the corner of my mouth as i gently wrapped my hand around it.... he let out a deep groan as i gave him a firm stroke up and down his throbbing shaft...."Is that nice sir" I said in a gentle. While Steve rooted around in the fridge I started a fire. When it was going strong I plopped on the couch, Andrea sat down next to me, and Lisa sat next to Steve on the floor. We talked for a few minutes, but soon the room grew quiet and the tension started to build. That it was sexual tension I had no doubt, you could practically smell it. If the women suspected anything about Steve and me they didn’t show it. Steve made the first move. Giving me a significant look, he turned Lisa’s face to. There was muscle underneath, as with all Borealans, but the Polar variety were padded with what must be insulating fat. He didn’t know where to put his hands, and so he gripped the armrests on either side of the chair.“Hold on,” the Regent whispered, pulling a long lever on the far side of the chair. It tilted back and raised them further off the ground, the ancient gears clanking and crunching as the chair shuddered beneath them. When it came to a stop, it was almost horizontal, and Dennis was.