"Do you know how many nights I fall asleep stroking my cock and dreaming about having a woman like you?"I smiled as I reached down between his legs an... squeezed his semi-erect cock through his pants."You mean this cock, right here, baby?" That's the cock," said Bill smiling.I leaned toward him as I continued squeezing it. "I think I'd like to fall asleep stroking your cock every night, darling Bill."He smiled widely. "What about your girlfriend, Sherry?" I think she'll be fine stroking Terry's. She pushed back a little more. My finger went in to the second knuckle. She was breathing heavy. I could feel her hole tighten and loosen. She paused and asked if I could take it out. I slowly slid it out. She took a few deep breaths and grabbed my hand and guided it back to her ass.I slid my finger in to the second knuckle. I felt her relax. She must have knew it and she pushed back until my finger was all the way in. She said "My tits are leaking." I offered to lick up the milk. She said ok.. She looked across the table at him. "Satisfied? Now will you please start eating?"As Skip drew his chair up to the table, Jenny saw that his cock had swelled and was standing straight up in the air. Her heart started to pound with excitement and fear. Pussy cream dribbled from her throbbing cunt and greased her chair seat. She squeezed her thighs together rhythmically, working her swollen muff-lips against each other."You cook really good, Sis," Skip said. "You cook almost as good as you look.". It wasn't sleazy by any stretch, but it had the reputation of having choice accommodations for those wishing a picnic. Inside the small room, the night clerk lets his shorts slide down, revealing his cock, smooth, long and thick. His new Price Albert piercing, was difficult to miss. The voyeur wanted to touch it, wanted to see if it was as perfect as it looked, wanted to kiss Clarissa's tattoo, to feel the softness of her butterfly, feel it flutter.The woman, naked now, her nipples standing.