I kept eating, trying not to slow down.He reached over into the bag and removed a couple of objects. I heard the top of a plastic bottle flick open. O...her noises. Then his fingers came to my slit and pushed into my vagina. I moaned and pressed back into him. I didn’t care how much my gut hurt; I felt great. His fingers were super-slippery. He was adding lube—lots of lube—to my cunt. Why did my cunt need lube? I was in monsoon season down there.Then I felt something very large and very cold. My balls and soft cock were cool and more than a little sticky from all we’d just completed, and her hand as she cupped them felt warm. I made a little murmur and closed my eyes. I hoped, however, that she wasn’t expecting me to get it up again and go at it one more time. There was no chance I was going to manage that before I had to leave for my shift at the A&P. She was thinking of something else, though. Or, I should say, she was thinking that I was thinking something else.“Oh, don’t worry,”. I let the water rinse some of the soap and lather off. I released my grip and grabbed the conditioner. I slowly drizzled it onto his rod. It jumped around with excitement and anticipation. I squirted a big glob into my hand. I went back to stroking him off, I could feel his cock pulsing. My grip was a light soothing grip and my strokes were soft and gentle, I wanted to pamper his dick. I made sure to pay attention to the underside of the tip of his dick, as I watched him stroke himself off. You should know that." I do. She wasn't sure it was OK with you. Can she bring a friend?" Of course. Gotta go." She headed down the hall and I heard the bathroom door close.I looked over at Sara. "Well, don't just stand there. Give him a call."She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "Thanks, Jack. You smell funny." She went over to the phone and dialed.Mary came out just as Sara was hanging up the phone."What are you going to wear to Jill's?" We always wear our sexiest bathing suits and.