The blonde moved her other handinto the brunette's panties. Good, thought Luke, more lesbian fun.Luke watched memorized. Of all he had watched of the...orgy he enjoyedthe lesbian parts the best, but something was off. The blonde's handdidn't move like she was fingering the brunette's pussy and then Lukesaw it, the brunette had a cock and the blonde was stroking it likeLuke was stroking himself. It took a moment for Luke to comprehend whathe had seen and it all started to add up. The brunette was. He was drinking a lot and basically feeling sorry for himself. Several women had made passes at him, but he showed no interest. He only wanted to be with Elizabeth and finally decided that he had sat around feeling sorry for himself for too long and needed to take action. Elizabeth’s hurt had finally channeled into anger, and when she was angry, she needed to keep herself busy. After she had Chase’s bags taken to London, she began cleaning her room, and downsizing her possessions. It was. It felt so different and so much better to have someone do it for you, and being a man doing it they knew the right actions.I suppose you could compare it to what they say about a woman being fingered by a woman, because they know their own bodies, they know how to get the maximum effect.Well what is one to do in that situation, the man was really going to town on satisying my cock, so thought it was only the polite thing to do to reach down and take him in hand.He was so big that i wasnt to. ' Surprising music for a strip, but it is a great song."The music was a little more lively arrangement than I remembered from the play, but the brunette used it well, with slow, long movements around the stage, showing off her long legs. It was funny, the stripping seemed appropriate and after several minutes she was down to a simple thong. The music shifted into something more athletic, I didn't recognize it, but Beth did. She was singing in a low voice, her breath across my hair as I stayed.