Afterward, Bob stood in the center of the floor, feeling the sweat dry on his body, trying to remember what he had been arguing about with Grant."I st...ll want Turn On on the record." Bob's skin prickled as he felt Grant lean closer in to him from a few inches behind."I've said this sixty-nine thousand times before and I'll say it sixty-nine thousand more if I have to: No." You're not the boss of the band, we all are. I say it's in." I'm gonna go have a smoke." By the time that Greg had finished. Lucy stood up."We'll have to set some new rules too, but we can get to that later." What kind of rules?" asked Mallory."Surely you don't think I'm going to let you just go hop into Bob's bed whenever you feel like it," said Lucy, her voice serious."Oh," said Mallory again.Bob stood."We'll just go now," he said. "I'm really sorry, Lucy." I am too, Bob," she said.Things did not get picked up the next day. That was because Lucy got sent on a service call by her boss the next day that required her. In the background was another man watching, and jacking off! Although his back was to me, I could clearly see Steven's arm movements, and I knew that he was jacking off to the picture!After a few minutes of watching Steven masturbate, while I myself was pinching my nipples under my nightie, and rubbing my clit under my panties, I watched Steven orgasm! His cum shot up in the air and landed all over the place, but mainly all over him. I watched in amazement as he scooped up a glob of his own. You reach around and grab one of my tits, while the other hand rests on my shoulder. This pounding you’re giving me is making my snatch so wet, we can hear the sounds of your cock sliding in and out. Your pumping starts to get a bit faster and harder now. You take your hand off my shoulder and grab a handful of hair, which I find to be a turn on. This goes on for some time. I feel your grips on my hair tighten, and you let go of my tit to grab your cock and pull out of me. I hear your groans of.