Philip, like anyone experienced in masturbating, knew just what felt good for him, just what to do and when to do it to ensure that his self-gratifica...ion was totally erotic and felt so good when he finally brought himself to climax. Philip got naked and his had his hand wrapped firmly around his large hardon as he started wanking his cock back and forth.Philip's mind screamed from one sexy babe to another that he'd spent time in bed or on his desk or on his office couch with in recent months.. Wiley wondered where his son Riley had disappeared to all day. A friend had given Riley a lift to the Megaplex earlier that morning and that was the last Wiley had seen of him. He hoped Riley was having a lot more fun that he was about to have.Jordan escorted Angel inside Red's Barn wearing his jeans and cowboy boots, which Angel affectionately dubbed his "shit kickers."Red looked up with a smile as Angel and Jordan entered together. He was a romantic at heart, though he wasn't about to admit. Steve had wrapped his hands around Pam's waist to her strong ass, caressing it, feeling its curves, its bounce, pressing it against his hardened cock, against her pelvis."I want a piece of that ass!" Steve blurs into Pam's ear, no longer able to restrain himself. In response, Pam turns her head and thrusts her tongue in his mouth, her arms wrapped around his neck, her sweating body pressing against his, her thin cotton dress the last remnant of social respectability. Not that respectability was. “I’m sorry, Rory,” I said as I slowly stood. “I’m finding it hard. I told Mick yesterday that I wasn’t sure if he was the honorable man who fought in the war for what he believed in or just a man trading off whores with another man. Two men who might be interested in taking a shot at my wife, since, as your wives said, it’s all in the family. Why would I trust a man who trades his wife?”“But you trust Mick?”“Rory, this may be hard for you, but he gave me his word as a soldier that he wouldn’t.