They spent a short time in recuperating from their violent exertions and then dressed. Doreen slipped on an ultra-brief dress made of some kind of cli...ging nylon or silk knit, a paisley print that barely covered her luscious hips. Eileen noticed that she wore neither panties nor bra under the garment. Doreen laughed when she saw the woman's questioning look. She explained that the height of fashion in Los Angeles required that a woman dispense entirely with underwear if her figure could get by. I open mine hoping to hear something. Scott opens Mikes pants and pushed them down, then starts rubbing his hand over Mikes cock thru his underwear. Mike pushed his underwear down and his cock springs forth like a Jack in the Box. Scott rubs his face on it, I get the feeling it must feel like velvet from the look on his face. Mike stands there running his hands thru Scotts hair. Scott is on his knees and takes the velvet cock into his mouth. I watch fascinated as Scott sucks Mikes cock. I feel. Maxus laughs and makes a quip about his partner's struggle. You feel Krin wrap his hand around the back of your neck for better leverage as he puts a hard thrust to get inside. With both men now penetrating you, they begin to move back and forth. Maxus puts one of your nipples in his mouth as he thrusts upwards into you. Krin pulls your head upward and kisses your neck as he puts two fingers in your mouth.The two begin to thrust erratically without rhythm or care about you. At some point Krin's. "You can sit there, watch me play with cabbage, and tell me how your day went." Fine," she grinned. "Hard. Sophie and Warren are dead, I've decided." Why?" Crash laughed."The program they set for me is a ballbuster," she giggled. "It's so hard, when you incorporate the technical elements into it, too. I get done with it and I feel like I've spent a day with the Thighmaster." Well, they're ice dancers, they forget about all them pesky jumps." Yeah," she laughed. Crash had finished his.