Soon Ellen was laying on the couch. Her head in my lap as I stroke her hair. As Ellen was looking into my eyes enjoying the attention she was getting....Oh how smooth her face was. As I though how sexually attractive she is. Ellen reached with her hand about my neck and pulled my face close to hers. When we kisses at first it was innocently but after a while our tongues were dancing together. As we got into kissing longer. At the time I just had on a pair of shorts. The Ellen turn her head to my. We talked afterwards and agreed to meet again at the next club meeting two weeks from then. Two weeks later I arrived at the meeting a little late to find that Mary had drawn the low woman's card and was in the process of being stripped by the men as they drew their winning cards. Then in front of the group she gave head to a 50-year-old oriental man with a 4" erection but she did it with spirit and did a great job. When she made him come she pulled him out of her mouth and let him splatter. Looking at it all she was reminded of was that two minute clip of the blonde woman getting screwed by that dog. Almost without thinking, her hand moved down and gently stroked the covering, curious as to what would happen. At first it seemed to have no effect, then her fingertips lightly caressed his balls and Casey’s penis slowly emerged. It wasn’t very impressive, reminding her of an undersized carrot. She assumed it would get larger if further aroused. But that was as far as she was willing. Well ... I just can’t.”She waited until he finished speaking to lean in and kiss him and, in spite of himself, he kissed her back. She graced the bulge in his pants with her fingers and even this light touch made him twitch again. They separated both of them breathing heavily, their foreheads touching as she looked at him and he looked down.His erection was full blown, straining against his soccer shorts.“Mmmmm, I just want to see it,” she whispered. “I want to see...” She paused to frame her.