Ronnie, time to whip out the weapon and make Carla happy. The rest of you can do what makes you comfortable.”“Paul, what do I do with my boner?”...Boomer asked.“Boomer, you’re the drummer. Beat it!” Ronnie said and broke up the tension in the room.”“Well damn, I ain’t been naked around a mess of women in a few decades, it’ll be interesting just to see if the War Machine will still get up.” Leon, Ryan’s bass player, laughed and began to strip.In a few minutes all the guys were naked and looking at. She reached out and gently grabbed onto it, both her hands unable to fully encompass the crazy girth.“Just Elsie, actually,” I grunted, trying to hold my libido in check.“There’s no way.” She said, still awed by the imposing column of man-meat she was holding.I wished I had a picture to show her. If not for the unexpected nature of the twins’ visit and surprise request, I would have recorded the whole thing in glorious 4K. Elsa still hadn’t had her turn yet, and I doubted that it was only a. Field Office. Like all F.B.I. agents, Sam's style of dress was conservative and immaculate.She always wore a dark tailored jacket, usually expensive white blouses, andeither a matching skirt or slacks. Sam wore panties, pantyhose, and a camisoletop to work every day regardless of her choice of skirt or slacks and she worefootwear that was comfortable at a sprint or during her normal fourteen-hour-workday.Amazingly, Sam didn't own a single set of sexy underwear, alluring eveningwear,or glamorous. I was very much an oral man and loved making them cum with my tongue. (But I digress and back to my story)When I finished striping Tish ordered me to come forward and took my cock in Her fingers “Things are going to be much different around here just like you wanted you have always treated Me like a queen.”Trish keep stoking my cock and just as i was about to cum She stopped“Oh please keep going i was so close””Just what are you willing to do to have Me continue?”“anything please just let me.