"No, no, don't stop, I want you to keep going. I'm good for the next half hour or so. What about you Mike, are you good for the next half hour?" Yea m...m, when you sat back down on me, I positioned myself so I would have no problem. I need to rise up for just a minute. Is that OK?" Do you want me to rise up with you?" No. just stay on my lap and I'll raise you with me." Saying that, my son raised his hips driving his dick deeper in me. I almost came right then."Here, let me get a little more. ’Steve lingered around the doorway and stuck his head around. It was Rick, a director for the studio. He crept over to Steve as the scene was being filmed behind him.‘You gotta check this out, man,’ Rick said, ‘they’re destroying these sluts!’Steve looked in. Two camera men and a boom mike operator were circling an orgy that was entering a final furious stage. On one end of a couch, three giant, hulking studs were tearing into a leggy bimbo, each of them savagely driving a trio of steel-hard,. “And...well...if it stays like this too long, it starts to hurt really bad.” “Hurt?” “Yeah. I just need to go home I guess.” He got up to leave and Amy, sitting on the couch as she was, could clearly see the outline of his erection in his shorts. “No,” was all she said. Without really thinking, without even considering what she was doing or where she was, she reached up, and slid her fingers into the waistband of his shorts. Slowly, oh so slowly it seemed as the memory replayed in her head, she. As I had become quite accustomed to doing, I began my journey to the girls' house on foot. It was another brutal day, and it wasn't long before my shirt was sticking to my skin. All I had with me was a towel, and my attire of a shirt and blue swim trunks. Approaching the house, even from down the street, I could hear shouting and splashing. I could only imagine there were many people having pool parties and barbeques on this holiday. Things only got louder as I approached the house, as I found.