In front of me was the greyish-red head of his dick hanging a good 6 inches from his zipper and leading a slow clear stream to the dirt below.This was...not a common thing. I mean, I had seen glances of dicks in the locker room, though us k**s got pretty adept at keeping them out of each other's sights. I had definitely not seen Gerald's. And it was a shock. It was like seeing him for the first time, meeting the tufts of silver hair that emptied from his fly. I felt … discomfort: my rapidly. She curled her fingers around it possessively.Harry glanced up. His eyes took in both Judy's nudity and Cynthia's topless state. He gulped hard and his hands shook as he continued dividing up the money. His cock was suddenly uncomfortable in his pants, causing him to shift and twist awkwardly."Aw, shit," Harry swore, "now I lost track." Getting too hot for you?" Judy asked him softly."No! Of course not," Harry squeaked nervously. "That's good," Judy purred. She was working to free Mike's cock.. It’s my fault. What did the man tell you?”She patted her eyes dry on a napkin and told Dave. “The man who gave me this said that these were for me, but I wasn’t allowed to open the box. That only my advocate could open it. Who the hell is my advocate?” she whined.Dave looked over at the man and did a little wave with two fingers like some kind of Boy Scout salute.The man gave him the same signal and smiled. Dave sighed. “Everything is ok. The man understands that you are new and didn’t know the. Do, you want to do something?’ This took me completely by surprise, I spluttered for a moment and then managed to croak out, ‘What!?’ ‘You heard me,’ she said in a sexy voice, ‘Let’s mess around!’ ‘O-okay.’ Ten minutes later I was wondering why I’d agreed to this. Amy was in a too-small bra that her large breasts easily poked through and wore an eleven-inch pink strap-on. I would’ve asked why the dildo was pink, but I was too busy choking on a gag with my hands handcuffed behind my back. All I.