But that HAD to be the reason… they wanted Billy to make a pass at me! But because Riya was right there… he had made a pass at HER, instead! And s...e didn’t want to crush his newly-bolstered ego, so she had allowed him to… Holy Cow! Who thought up this screwy plot? Apparently, it had been Tony! Riya took me into the next room to tell me in person how sorry she was. Everybody was so absolutely sure that I was in love with him! I mean, I’d only just met the guy! I’d only spoken to him for forty. "I stroked Michael's cock, watching my hand go up over his head, towing his foreskin, stretching it until the skin appeared glossy and smooth. Tightening my grip, my hand picked up speed. Michael pushed his body up towards me and I yanked up and down faster. When he pulled a way I slowed down, and then gradually worked him back up to speed. "See what I am saying, Beth? Men know what they're doing." Fuck I am so turned on right now. Keep stroking that cock, babe. Don't stop."Beth pushed harder. I didn’t lie to you, I just didn’t tell you everything. I mean, I didn’t know how you would react.”“That’s no excuse.”“I know. I’m so sorry. I should have told you.”“Damn, if my mother ever found out — I don’t want to think about that.”“What’s the difference? If your mother found out I was fucking another man, any man, she would go ballistic anyway.”“Yeah, but she comes from a long line of southern segregationists. Something like this would kill her.”Vicky thought that might not be a bad. Mrs Nugent took Denise's tiny limp little penis in her hand. She ran fingerand thumb along its tiny length and the she grasped its tip and squeezed itwith fingertips. She spread the tiny little hole through which Deniseurinated and then ran her thumb over the tip. Almost immediately her littleappendage hardened and a tiny little moisture drop formed on the tip. Shegently kneaded the tiny organ for some moments. Then Denise stiffened and ajet of warm sticky cream-like substance shot out of her.