His shaft so soft and hard. I let my tongue lick under his swollen tip. I could feel and slightly taste the salty pre-cum flowing out of his tip. ... cupped Lodge’s balls and took his cock deeper into my mouth. I heard him moan as I sucked him deeper into me and let my finger run underneath his hot ball sack. I could smell Lodge’s scent. I wanted to drink him in as John’s dripping cock was in my other hand. I realized I needed to give John’s cock some attention, so I turned to him. I . She never questioned the name, and after an hour, they found that what the other was asking wasn't that unreasonable. They also found they enjoyed the games they were playing. Anderson knew he wasn't her only playmate, but he never questioned her about this. Over time, they grew more and more curious about each other.One day, he logged on and she wasn't in her normal playful mood. Even though she was nothing more than a stranger on the other end of a keyboard, he had grown quite fond of her.. "He's not going to marry you Gertrude," said Mildred, her voice strangled.I looked over and saw her husband's hand had disappeared under her skirt, which was up and exposing her knees. Those knees were nowhere near touching each other."I don't want him to marry me," sighed Gertrude, her hands covering mine and pressing. "I just want him to touch me a little bit." That's shameless," insisted Mildred."Not nearly as shameless as you hollering the other night, fit to wake the dead."I had a boner. You are wearing lose light grey sweatpants and I’m in more uncomfortable tight blue jeans.We are on our second pint now and the conversation is getting a bit less frequent as we become distracted by the need to piss. Whilst I am able to stay seated, already you are having to move around on your seat, occasionally standing to find some relief. From the obvious discomfort you’re experiencing, I’m starting to feel I can maybe win this!We are almost at the end of the second pint of icy cold water.