Your cock springs free from it’s restraint and I take a moment to behold the sight. It doesn’t disappoint! Pumped full of blood it stands straight...and proud, with skin so smooth and soft that I know my pussy is going to drench further at first contact with my lips. But it is my hands that get the first pleasure of feeling your hot flesh; skin so soft, yet it’s so hard to the touch. The veins that supply this gorgeous appendage create contours, which my fingers glide across. My lips are drawn to. Donald moved forward and slipped his finger onto her arse crack through her black knickers saying “You are one teasing bitch”.Donald was the company’s main driver, he’d been driving for 30 years for them, and he was 48 years old, married, 6’1”, black hair and a bit of a lad. As he ran his finger up and down Donna’s arse crack she looked behind her and lifted her head up, but never said anything. Donald moved his fingers under her and rubbed her throbbing clitoris as she slightly parted her. It was so fucking frustrating.I groaned and opened my eyes. "What the fuck man?" I asked groggily.Stefan glared at me and said, "Dude, it's fucking 7!" Shit! My watch probably stopped working! "Alright, I'll be ready in a sec." I said, and ran the fuck into the bathroom.It was only then that I realized that I had a raging boner. My cock was your average 5-6 inches. Nothing to boast about, but it wasn't bad either. I got to work quickly, stroking my dick hard and fast and willing myself to. Cathy’s hand was undoing Midge’s jeans, button and zipper and sending her hand inside when Midge had a moment of clarity and realized I was standing next to them and looked over at me with astonished confusion. Cathy, ignoring my presence, relentlessly pressed her hand deeper into Midge’s crotch, nibbled on her neck and ear and was whispering little nothings to her as Midge closed her eyes and shut me out while Cathy’s fingers delved into the slushiness of her cunt. With Midge having given.