I told Helen, Andrea and Dick what the choice of drinks was. Helen and Andrea wanted white wine. Dick wanted a beer. I found two wine glasses and two ...mall tumblers in the mini-bar. I poured wine for the girls, Dick said that he would drink his beer from the bottle, I poured a generous scotch for myself with cold water from the mini-bar fridge. Helen and I ended up sitting close together on the bed, Andrea and Dick, also close, on the sofa.Andrea looked over at us. I was squeezing Helen's left. The inner walls of her pussy were squeezing and releasing his mammoth sized dick. Her entire body was afire, her face was wincing in ecstasy. Ryan lost it. With a final thrust, he slid his dick out of her pussy. He almost didn’t make it. His cock was almost too big to get out of her in time. It stuck straight up in the air, the shaft pressed against the quivering lips of Charmaine’s vagina. His penis visibly jerked, sending a huge stream of white fluid high into the air and landing across her. But just before heading upstairs Brett said, "I want to show you something!" He said it in an excited tone and I wasn't expecting ....when he pulled out his long slender cock. I stood there and gazed at how much pubic hair he had and the small tip at the end of his penis looked at me almost smiling. He stood there with his pants down around his ankles and held his balls as his shaft bounced up and down as it filled with blood. It seemed to keep growing as he gently rubbed it to it's full. She was born in California, from there she went to Alabama at nine, when she was thirteen they moved to Montana, at fifteen moved to Florida. The day after her seventeenth birthday, her dad informed her they’d be moving up here. “For a long time I was angry at my dad. I fit best in Florida. I didn't mind it here, before the crap with the popular girls went down,” she looked down, almost as though she hated saying it. “I know it can be hard, they've been making fun of me since day one. Four.