Both men had enough to be proud of. Her former boyfriend Tommy had taught her how to manipulate his erect dick, so she commenced rotating her palms ar...und the bulging heads, alternating this with occasional pumping motions rights down the solid shafts to the balls and back. 'That's a good girl, wank those cocks, make the guys feel good. That's what you're here for.' She became aware of shallow panting from both subjects of her masturbatory efforts and, assured that she was working effectively,. “I don’t know, why?” I asked, feeling a little like I was being judged. But then, she surprised me.“Because I think it’d be kind of hot and sexy being out with you, thinking about what’s underneath your jeans. Before you ask, I have no idea why that appeals to me. I just feel like it’s a bit kinky and a helluva turn on!” she said as she sat down in the chair next to me.”“Wanna see a pic before I made a mess?” I grinned.Melissa laughed, “Of course, you took a picture. Sure, lemme see!”I handed. “Help me, please.”Her plead was answered by chuckling.“John, where's John?”More footsteps walked through the door. Diane turned her head toward the sounds.“Right here, honey.”“John? What's going on! Let me out of here!”More and more footsteps. How many people were walking into the room and seeing her like this?“John, baby please. I can't see.”“That's how we need it. Don't worry, we'll be taking good care of you.”“We? Who the hell is we?”“Now don't start, Diane. Act like a lady, would ya?”“What. Kate and Wendy kissed and I was forgotten for a while as the sisters sit down and chatted. I brought over of glass of wine for each of them and listened to her honeymoon stories. When the pace of the conversation had subsided I piped in with."You're a great colour, you must have spent lots of time on the beach," I said."Yeah we did" she relied, pulling up her skirt to show me some more leg."Is it all over?" asked Kate."No but I went topless of course but there wasn't a nudist beach near us,".