This was far beyond what he'd felt the previous night with his ownfingers. This was what his body had hungered for all through the night,what his body...needed to be satisfied. His orgasm seared through his bodylike fire, reaching every part of him. He couldn't tell how long he wasthere, in a limbo made up of pure pleasure, before he finally descendedinto glowing contentment.Ian pulled out, and panted over his friend, a glazed expression on thebeautiful face below him. He stared at that face for. Otterly got out of the car and headed toward Rick.Staring at Otterly, Sherry said, “I don’t believe it. She’s wearing a pink coverall.”Alex said, “I can’t believe they make pink work boots.”“There’s something wrong with that,” Sherry said. “It’s not right.”Otterly greeted Rick with a kiss which provoked a growl from Digit. Sherry’s mother followed her looking very pleased at the public display of affection.“Hi, Rick.”“Hello, Otterly,” Rick said glancing over at Digit.Sherry said, “Hello,. .. I guess. But, that brings up a sticky point," I said tentatively."What sticky point?" Uhmmm ... about the money. Your money, I mean." Oh ... that. Does it bother you ... I mean ... does it bother you that I have a lot of money?" I'm not sure. I'm having trouble with the concept, I'll admit that."She was quiet for a while and I didn't know what she was thinking. Was she upset because I was uncertain? Was she miffed that I was worried about her wealth? I couldn't tell. Finally, she turned. Richards was long, but not that thick. Sean had a thick cock, with a massive head, but wasn’t as long as Richard’s. Paul’s was impressive. As long as the singer’s but not as thick as the guitarist’s. The winner, without a doubt was the drummer’s. Thick, long and frankly, beautiful. At least eight inches long, I struggled to get my hand all the way around it and when I dropped to my knees in front of him, I had to open my mouth as wide as I could to get it between my lips. After a few minutes, I.