I located his pulses on his wrists. 92 beats per minute. Still in normal range, but a little high.Maybe he’s getting as hot as you are from all th... skin to skin contact.Then I checked his arms and legs for temperature and color to make sure his blood flow was normal. I noticed a slight quivering from under the blankets. I believe his cock was starting to get hard.I’d love to help him get it fully erect. And then help him release that sexual tension.His temperature was warm and dry (normal). .' Nimbeou slid his huge penile head up and over my very tender butt hole, I whimpered audibly each time his glans would slip over my anal opening. Nimbeou seemed to take pleasure in seeing me in agony and unable to do any thing to stop him. Slowly Nimbeou inserted his enormously huge penile head into my anal opening and pulled it back out only to do it again and again and again till I could finally reach my hands up and grab him by his biceps and whimper '...please....please...please...' . I lay on my back, and she laid her head on my shoulder, her arm across my chest, and one leg curled over my groin. I stared down at her beautiful caramel skin, her wavy black hair, and those beautiful black eyes which twinkled as they stared back into mine. Her face was permanently stuck in a toothy smile. She got up, and I could hear her use the toilet, and running the water in the sink for a long time. As soon as Marisol came back to bed, her hand was on my cock, and I could feel it rising. "Sheila laughed. "Well, before she married my dad, and maybe even a time or two since then, she had a thing for Gregory." She laughed and told Madeline the whole story. It isn't as if the traffic was moving that fast; almost stopped on the freeway. She turned to Madeline and said, "I'll bet you've had a fling or two. Tell me sometime."Madeline laughed heartily. "Well, I'm older and have had more opportunities. Yes, I had some good ones." She looked at Sheila. "I haven't had this much fun in.