I licked at it first, then remembered what he'd just done and sucked on the head. I got a little more in my mouth, then out, then in. I didn't want to...gag. It was weird, but thrilling. He was really moaning too. I felt a sweetness on my tongue too, a little wetter than expected. Pre-cum. I'd tasted mine, and his wasn't much different. I kept sucking because it made him feel good. I didn't want him to cum. Maybe, telepathically he sensed this and he nudged my head off his dick. "Take your shirt. Neither would any of those here try. This has to happen or there may never be trust between them again." Dempsy advised Lucie. "Why? This is stupid! Do you both hear me? Stupid I say! Fine! Beat the hell out of each other! I have far more important things to do!" With that Lucie Hartwell whirled and marched out of the room. Hartwell and Derrick both looked at Dempsy, sighing he threw up his arms. "Babysitting! You bring me here then have me babysitting? If either of you weren't my friends I. All I could think of was that back home I wouldn’t think twice about it. Ridge was worried she would think we were trying to rob her or something.“One thing I like is that it’s much more diverse. I’m starting to have a thing for Asian girls,” he admitted.Several inappropriate comments were made in fun. My mom shut that down, but we all knew we shouldn’t have been making fun anyways. We were in the land of the politically correct, plus we knew it was just wrong. I thought about it as we toured. As I was lying on the bed thinking about what all happened today. Those thoughts of our body crushing and other things struck me hard and gave a boner within no time. As I couldn’t control my self I started stroking my tool.After a few minutes of being lost in those thoughts and stroking, I came and that gave me a good relaxed feeling. But that wasn’t good enough to overcome the feeling so I started to stroke my tool again.While doing this I received a text message. To my surprise, it was from.