And the panties hold me differently from my boxers.”He’s quiet for a moment. “Like I’m someone else or something. Like I’m outside my body.�...� He shakes his head. “OK, that doesn’t make sense. It makes me feel things I don’t feel otherwise, and I like that a lot.” He laughs. “It makes me hard, too.”“No kidding, Julia!” I don’t laugh at him, not really. I laugh at the whole idea. My panties aren’t skimpy but they don’t conceal much. They certainly don’t conceal a generous erection. “So, what. You have nothing to be sorry for. You have your reasons and I'm fine with that. What's most important to me is your willingness to at least try. If we decide to try something and one of doesn't care for it, we don't have to do it again." Sam kissed her on the forehead. "I have to admit that the idea of living out some of my fantasies is exciting to me. I know you wouldn't want to take things as far as Liz and Jerry do with the others, but it doesn't matter to me." Sam, what if I wanted to, you. Shane felt his cock rubbing fabric, but it wasn't denim. Picking up the blanket, he saw his jeans were gone. All he had on were some old boxers, and his meat was poking through the hole. "What the hell? I was wearing jeans, I know I was."He apparently wasn't the only one who felt his meat digging into Kelly's backside. Kelly moaned slightly, and pushed her butt back, pressing against his cock."Oh fuck... god. Her ass is hot. I can feel it through her PJs." Kelly ground against him, and looked. I sighed, feeling her lips and tongue working on me. I hissed, settling one hand on the woman's head, urging her to bob back and forth."Yeah, that's it, bitch, suck my cock... oh yeah, work it hard. Suck it like you want it. Suck it, you skinny little whore! Suck my cock! Eat my fucking cock! Make me fucking shoot in your mouth, bitch! You know you wanna eat my cum!"Vicky mumbled and whimpered around my cock as she sucked and pulled and pumped. I reveled in the sensations of her hot mouth; I.