After a few minutes I suddenly realized that, as we were talking, his right hand had reached for his penis and he was slowly and casually stroking him...elf. He was not masturbating as such but merely unconsciously enjoying the pleasant feeling of this gentle touch on his genitals like all men do at times. It was not a deliberate sexual action and he was still paying total attention to our conversation and accurately answering my questions.Looking up to ask me a question he saw where I was. She'd loved that, but surprisingly enough, she was intrigued with the whole idea more than the slightest bit frightened. After all, she was perfectly safe in doing a little peeking; besides, she had Sultan to protect her. And, speaking of that handsome darling, he should be out in the backyard getting some exercise!"Would you like to go outside, Sully baby?" Carol cooed at him, walking over and bending down to pet his massive head. God, she couldn't forget the delicious sensual pleasure he had. He was slow and gentle with his thrusts. She relaxed, and thrilled when he suddenly thrust himself all the way, filling her pussy wonderfully. Still straddling her thigh, resting her other leg against his chest, he continued a long slow in and out sideways into her pussy.Robyn and Jim stood, Jim a little unsteady. They each found their shirts and put them on. Despite being ecstatically fucked, Vic noticed when Jim grabbed his coat."Where are you going," Vic groaned. Jamal continued the blissful. ” I shrugged. “Be like Sam.”“How’s that supposed to help?” she worried. I smirked. That had been the advice my dad had given me when I was in college. I was angry about being compared to my brother at the time. That advice? Didn’t help with school. I hadn’t got it then; I hadn’t got it until now.“If it doesn’t help, then you gotta make being Sam something that makes Sam’s life better,” I told her.“Goddammit.” She frowned. Max came in and brought the water pitcher to her desk. She arranged the.