Go back and read the Category tagsif you're worried you might find something you don't like. If you keepreading, don't blame me for getting your pant...es all twisted.Still here? Awesome. If you have any feedback you'd like to share withme, I'm all ears! I've got an email address just for these stories, andyou can reach me at [email protected] with any feedback, comments,or criticisms. If you just want to tell me you hated the story, saveyourself the time. But if you have some serious. ‘She was the cute one who started the waving!’ I laughed. ‘Huh! I don’t believe you.’ ‘Ask her yourself.’ I shrugged. ‘What’s her name then?’ He asked grumpily. ‘I didn’t ask.’ I shook my head. ‘Pillock!’ He clipped me around the back of the head. ‘You still can’t get it right can you?’ ‘Never could, never will.’ I grinned and took out my breakfast. ‘Looks like you’ll get another chance.’ Bill nudged me and pointed: The girl was coming back over to where we stood. As she got closer Bill called. When the last one popped I moved his boxers so that his cock could release through the gap.In a matter of seconds Paul's cock was standing proudly in the soft glow of the TV.It was big. About 7 or 8 inches. He was circumsized so his purple head was on full display. The shaft was thick with a large vein along the underside. I saw very little hair. It looked smooth, almost glistening. The head was slightly wet due to the pre-cum.I realized that I was sitting there jerking myself off while looking. She started to shake and I thought she was going to make a break for it. "Do it," I snapped.Her hands went shakily to the bottom of her sweater and pulled it up just slightly. We heard a female voice from the other room. "OH YESSS," it screamed. That jolted her into action and she quickly pulled the sweater up over her head and threw it on the floor.Her bra was white with pink hearts on it that I could barely make out from the small night light in the room. "Now the bra," I said coldly. We.