He hands went to my waist but quickly roamed down and cupped my ass. When the kiss ended we were both out of breath. “Take of those shorts you litt...e slut.” He ordered. I pulled of my kicked of my shorts and stood in front of him in my tiny panties. He brought his hand down to my panties and began rubbing my through them. “You dirty girl. You already soaked your panties.” “Only because I was watching you.” I said, and we kissed again, this time he took time to nibble at my bottom lip. He broke. I had to get out and as I went, I flushed the toilet smiling to myself as I heard the distinct sound of panic coming from the bedroom. As I went down to the party I thought, ‘The old git wasn’t wearing a condom so I hope she finds herself up the duff.’ My thought was pure resentment and jealously.Out in the warmth of the mid-afternoon sun I found my drink and gulped down a good portion of it. The red wine burned as it went down and my thoughts returned to London. I’m just as bad as or even. After all, it's about what you can do with your cock, size doesn't matter that much." Frank has a good point," Chloe admitted. "We need to see them fully erect. I suggest we masturbate our guys until we see them in their full glory. Get at it girls." It would be a lot faster if you girls took off your clothes," Mike suggested."It's about your cocks, not us," Susan retorted.So we all paired up with our girlfriends, they grabbed our cocks and got to work. It didn't take long. We all proudly stood. My wine had given me a boost, a confidence. I pushed him off me and put him on his back. Kissing his soft lips and rubbing my tits over his amazing body, I put my hand between my legs and grabbed his cock. Rubbing it along my soaking wet slit, I teased myself and him. Gently in and out, rubbing it from my pussy to my wee bum hole where I stopped and let the head of his cock rest. He looked at me in amazement as if to say, are you sure?! I pushed back onto the head of his cock which he pushed.