He holds it in his right hand so I have an unobstructed view. He's about 3.5" soft, cut, with a big knob. He has a full view of my cock as I am holdin... it in my left hand. I retract my foreskin, exposing my wet shiny glans. I have finished pissing so I shake it a few times and pull my foreskin back over my knob. I tug on the skin and stretch it out as far as possible. As I am starting to get aroused, I start to jerk off. I stroke my cock a few times then retract my foreskin again and then pull. ’ He whispered lightly in her ear and then went back to kissing her. Her breasts pressed into his chest through her t shirt and it was all he could do to not rip her clothes off right there at the kitchen bench. He knew he’d felt like this before, but it was different too. They didn’t know each other that well, but it meant nothing. Only now meant something and they had all night to work out what that something was. But for now, he just had to feel her, explore her, use her, fuck her….. She manages to move enough to tongue kiss me as my man’s tongue has me close to orgasm. “Is he good, my man was magic, fucking magic, how close are you?,” she asks as I return her kisses fighting back my orgasm.“Close, very close,” I murmur as she repeats, “Is he good, my man was magic, fucking magic, how close are you?,” as I ogle both her man’s erection in her hand as well as my mans for an extra turn on.I can hardly stop myself from moaning as my body shakes and I have a series of. We clung together in the lift, in part exhaustion and part passion, as Frieda had insisted on only one glass of wine with her meal and one glass of champagne after, and shared the rest of the bottle with the diners at the tables either side of us.We entered the bedroom and Frieda immediately flopped on the bed. I was the sensible one and turned out the lights in the sitting room, and turned on one of the bedroom side lights and turned off the stark overhead light. It was a lot easier on our.