His cock must have been between 7" - 8" and fairly thick. I continued rubbing my pussy as he did his cock, he walked over to me and said something in ... thick french accent (I speak french but I have no idea what he said!) He took his right hand and put it onto my pussy and began pushing his fingers into me I was already wet so they slid in easily. He thrust them in and out almost as though it was for his pleasure not mine but I was still enjoying his touch. I pushed him away and he looked. Looks like a good — YES! The ecstatic outburst from the other room cut him off. This sounds good, he muttered. It gets better. She took his hand and pulled his fingers to her breast. He fondled her gently, testing the stiffness of her nipple. Ive got an idea, he said. Mmmmmmm? Lets let them stay in there and you and I can make some room on this nice cock-high table and — She turned and led him by the hand to the kitchen door. She heard his soft Holy shit. Kimberly was wearing only her. They came in the room a few min ago with a crowd of people. I'm about to do something I should not do, but we'll find out who's computer it is in about 10 seconds. I'm going to put a picture of a cat on their screen, can you please look for it?" Why don't you just turn on their speaker and Rick Roll them?" Mistress, that's an even better idea. Sit back and let's see who this is."The room was pretty full of people all having conversations, it was a typical college lounge. With a muttered "here. Tara's fingers dug into my shoulder as she slid off my leg. When we were standing, I lifted her chin to tilt her head back and, hovering over her, pried her eye open. Of course there was nothing in it, so I pinched an invisible speck off her eyeball and backed away."Got it. Now go play," I said.Without even a glance at me, Tara rushed over to Helen and the two scampered up the stairs to the sanctuary of a teenage girl's bedroom. My wife joined me in the living room and plopped down on the couch.