“Let’s move away from it.”“Even though we both want it.” I replied skeptically.“I don’t, not really.” she rebutted.“Molly, come on. ...his is a two-way street here. You gotta admit some responsibility in this. You usually initiate it these days anyway.”“No I don’t.” she protested. I angrily grunted out loud, then raked my hands over my face. “Okay, whatever.” I replied, knowing that arguing with her would just make us end up with me dropping it one way or another, then my eyes fell upon the ice. He was younger, late twenties, had soap on his hands as he looked over his shoulder but didn't say anything. I whispered "nice butt", and headed, slowly through the locker area to the john. Along the way I relished in the sights of several men, most dressed, some still nude. One guy had his foot on the bench putting on his sock. His big ball sack hung 6". I bent to "tie my shoe" and saw his long thin penis between his legs. Made it to the urinal, now with my little tiny 3" dinkie hard, I tried. “Guys, keep it down! We have neighbours! They moved in just last week and will probably have the landlord evict us if we make this kind of noise!” I grinned at Swati, pulled her by her left tit to kiss her, then stood up, picking Asha up with me.As my cock embedded itself deeper in Asha’s petite ass, I pulled and tweaked her nipples, eliciting a sharp squeal of protest from her as I began thramming her ass. I held Asha by the thighs and merely moved her up and down on my cock as I stood next to. I watched without trying to stare as she rubbed it on her shoulders, stomach, face, and lastly the top of her breasts. Watching her rubbing herself got me fully hard. With a nice and thick 8-inch cock sticking straight out, it isn’t hard to notice. After a minute she asked me to rub some on her back, which I would’ve been happy to do if it wasn’t for the boner I had in my swim trunks. I swam up behind her trying to conceal the stiffness she created. I stood behind her and started to.