I was still semi-hard from before and I started thinking a little fantasy of Debbie walking in on me in the shower. I started stroking myself and got ...ompletely hard again. I wanted to finish myself off, but I knew I needed to hurry up and finish up my shower before they got here.So, I let go of myself and turned around and grabbed the shampoo and squirted some out. I looked through the clear shower curtain to the clock on the counter and figured I still had almost fifteen minutes. Perfect. Each time he made a pass he would get closer to my balls and cock between my legs. I have ED so it takes a LOT of stimulation or excitement to get me up and going and whatever he was doing was working. And I told him so. I asked with hands this good he must be making somebody at home very happy. He said that he had nobody and was single. I told him what a waste of talented hands. I told him that I had ED and that his hands were making some magic happen He chuckled and said I see that. He. I made a break for the entrance just then but Chrissy blocked me!.. Dawneee?.. She chimes sweetly..my bedroom is only a few feet in front us..Hey girl the guys areseriously into there game in there..Soooo..why don't we play a better one in there? ..She was pointing to her bedroom ..My pussy was pleading with my head to not think and just go for it!.. But she was talking about letting a toy do what myman was an expert at!.. Dawnee black women need to let go of some of their inhibitions girl and. She was still looking at the picture when Craig spoke up from across the room."Do I get to see it too?" he asked. "After all, I can assume that Gary has seen it, correct?" This last said to me."Yes, sir, I have. An occupational hazard I am afraid," I said, trying to make light of it."Yes, I can imagine," Craig responded with a rather droll tone. "Help yourself to some coffee Gary and have a seat." He got up and walked over to Patricia and rested his chin on her shoulder and wrapped his hands.