-Maybe later then... hey, do you fancy a walk up that hill tonight, won't take more than an hour...-We should really work...-Fuck work, you know this ...ob, you need to relax, get your metabolism boosted, endorphins and all that, fresh air, exercise, nature... it's what the doctor ordered.-Ok, who else is coming?-I'm not inviting anyone else.-What should I wear?-Comfortable shoes, the weather forecast is fine, so tshirt, shorts, something like that.-Can we take a picnic?-We'll have something to. They're kinda fighting now, and I'm all wet. What should I do?" she asked me."That sucks. I wish I could help" You can..."Whoa! Is she trying to sa--"You can buy me another drink."Shit. I got us two whisky shots, because what the fuck. We pounded them, and I got kind of flushed. I was rambling away at how no-one appreciated a good Victorian figure anymore, and she started to lean into me and rest her head on my shoulder. I was just thinking about how supportive a friend she was, even if she did. " Oh, yes! Yes, please. I am so wet for you. Please get it inside me." Said Jane.She moved round and sat back on the sofa. Her head turned to see me and Sandra sitting just a couple of feet away. I was still crying, even with Sandra pumping my cock."Oh Lucy," said Jane, "He has such a lovely cock to suck on. It's so nice to have something so big in my mouth. Oh, please don't cry, my love. I am so happy like this. I need to be used like this. Please watch me. Let Sandra make you come as Derek. My mind wandered off to sports and my dick shrank.Kate walked back in the bedroom carrying a bowl of ice and a washcloth. She sat down next to me,looked me dead in the eye, grabbed my cock and shoved the bowl of ice under it. She dipped mycock and balls into the ice and I immediately started to shrivel up. She put the wet, cold washclothover the top of my crotch. It was painful, and that made my cock even smaller. It shrank to as smallas it gets when I am doing a hard work out.Before I could.