It wasn't as big as Bill's nine inches, but was a lot thicker. He then got on his knees and started sucking me. As he was blowing me, I took of my sh...rt. When my shirt was off two of my friends started to strip. The first one who was naked had an average body and a small 4 inch cock. The second one was a little chubby and had a six inch penis, but was probably the thickest I have ever seen. When they were nude they walked up behind him and asked for a turn. He turned around and put both of. “Your cock... Oh, it's the best.”I grinned at her, squeezing her hips. “Just work that pussy up and down my cock. It gets better.”“Yes!” she squealed.Her pussy clenched about my girl-dick as she rose up me. Her hot sheath sucked at my girl-shaft. My ovaries boiled with another load of cum. Talking about my first game as a UW Cheerleader had made me so hard. Reliving my wild past before a live audience and streamed out over the internet was so intoxicating.I loved the cheering. I loved people. ’ He paused. ‘I was just going to shoot them and dump them in the harbor.’ Mrs. Chan giggled. ‘Oh well, then….’ ‘I’ll be there in a few hours, ok?’ ‘That will be ok. In the meantime stay close to your friend.’ ‘I will,’ he said. ‘Unlucky friend,’ she said, laughing. He hung up. He looked around the room. He heard the toilet flush. Emma was still in the bathroom. I have to choose a gun. Maybe the Glock again…. He needed to talk to Emma about she needed to do with the disk. He assumed they had to. “I like that.”She then told me how she just broke up with a man she thought she would marry, told me how he broke her heart. We talked for over an hour, sharing thoughts and feelings, opening up and saying things to each other strangers usually don’t share. We talked about love, relationships, dreams, what we loved, what we disliked, our passions, our longings. Somehow, our conversation became intimate, touching each other. I was fascinated by her and I could tell we were enjoying each other.