..I thought - 'its now or never you dipstick!'I leaned closer and said maybe we can help each other relieve some tension. My hand touched her thigh..O...o u r naughty she said jokingly. but she didnt remove my hand!my cock swelled hugely in my jeans..... I slowly slid my hand up under her dress, staring into her eyes searching for any sign that she wanted me to stop but she just continued to smile her sexy sexy smile... my cock was bursting from my jeans as i reached her wet wet pussy. my finger. His cock was amazing, it was about 7 inches long, nice and thick, with big, full balls that hung down just the right amount. “God that feels good” Tim moaned out as I starting to stroke his cock faster.“Why don’t you touch mine a little.” Tim started to move his hand over, very slowly, uncertain if he really wanted to do this. He then brushed his hand against my cock, taking hold of it. He sort of just held on as I continued stroking his cock, moaning as I moved up and down faster. Slowly he. She fought every inch of the way because, although she was not in the least inclined to stay in the holding cage, she had resolved to resist anything and everything 'they' did to her or wanted her to do. In this resolve she was much strengthened by her inner certainty that under the code of honour revered in the Sicilian circles of both their families, Ernesto was bound to come after her and rescue her, and to take his revenge on the men who had kidnapped her. She had been shocked by the rapes. As I sit on your lap and nibble on your ears, I reach back and between your thighs. I gently rub my hand up and down your thigh being sure to stop just before my hand reaches you cock or nuts. I bring my lips back to yours and begin to kiss you more passionately. I can tell by the way our lips are locked that you want me. I can feel the anticipation build. So, I stand up and take a step back. Thinking I am about to leave you, you grab for my arm and pull me back. I face you and suddenly drop.