I spit on my hand to give me enough lubrication. With one hand, I stroke my long hard shaft, with the other hand I begin playing with my balls. I feel...my hips thrusting towards an imaginary woman. I begin to speed up stroking myself. I swirl my thumb around the large bulbous head of my cock. Watching them, hearing Dakota moan is making me edge closer to an orgasm. I keep up my stroking. I see both girls keep taking glances of me masturbating. I spit on my hand some more. I realize that there is. That’s my pussy whore.” Patrick just slowly stroked his own cock watching me suck off his dog.“Let him fuck you,” Patrick said. “Get on your hands and knees and let him mount you.”I obeyed Patrick and got on my hands and knees on the carpet. I just stay there naked while Rocky got up and walked around me sniffing my ass and pussy. I could see him down between my legs upside down while I waited for him to do something. I saw his big stiff cock bounce around a little as he began pawing on my. ” She took Cee’s hand and guided it into my wife’s mouth. Looking directly at Katie, she began to suck and lick her fingers. “I want them to get wetter. Put my hand back on your pussy.”Without a word, she placed Cee’s hand back into her shorts. When Cee’s fingers started moving again, Katie’s hips began to pulse against them. By now, I was stroking myself through the thin material of the pajamas I put on before coming into the kitchen. My own wetness was showing. “Katie, are your. He was an only child. Rebecca parked outside the main entrance. They walked into the mall, careful not to touch each other. Jason looked at Rebecca, took a deep breath and held out his left hand. She took it. He felt an unexpected thrill at her touch. He had expected it to be more like holding his mom's hand -- neutral and restrictive. This was different though; he felt slightly giddy. "Now what?" Rebecca said abruptly. "Do you start spilling your guts or do I have to do it first?" "Let's.