Thanks," she replied and covered my hand with her's and gently squeezed my fingers. "I'm good. How ya doing old man?" she teased with a thin smile. Th... corners of her mouth bent down as she studied my face and took the measure of my mind. The concern shining in her eyes could have been that of a mother or a lover. Whatever it was, it created within me a connection of affection. She cared for me. "I'm okay. It is what it is." I returned her gaze with a smile of my own and hugged her arm with my. " My only response was, "Here's hoping we find out how tight it is."Cathy started moving her fingers in and out of her pussy, and at the same time started a rotating motion on her clit. Mike and I were mesmerized, just standing there still with each other's cock in our hands. After a minute Cathy was speeding up with her fingers, gradually increasing the speed that she went in and out of her box. We watched while she worked, and after about ten minutes she was frantically pumping in and out. His eyes were closed as he stood in front of the toilet. His right hand wrapped around his hard-on. Rachael gasped gently as Steve’s hand started to move slowly up his organ, his foreskin engulfing his swollen purple head. Then in a slow and gentle rhythm his hand would pull the foreskin of his penis down once again exposing his glistening glans.Rachael looked away for she knew she should not look. This was her son-in-law in front of her. But some uncontrollable urge forced her to turn her head. His sergeant licked and gently bit one of his nipples and then moved over to the other. The private forgot all protocol and grabbed his sergeant’s head, holding him over his nipple and then pushing him back down toward his throbbing cock.When the sergeant reached the private’s cock he took it back in his mouth, but at the same time he rose up and situated himself on the cot. Slowly, as he worked the private’s cock with his mouth and throat he slid up over the private’s prone body, so that soon.