I didn't get a glimpse of his cock, but judging by the bulge, I could say it was bigger than mine... Way bigger.Stefan caught me looking, and smirked,..."Bet your girlfriend is tired of your puny body, eh?"I rolled my eyes and buried the shame deep in me. She probably was. Ever since Stefan came into my life, I caught her looking at him with her eyes glazed over with lust and Stefan played the devil. He gave her a show every time, by just walking around in his boxers. And like most of his. Grabbing your hand as you press deep inside me, pulsing your fingers in and out, I can barely contain my orgasm as your soft voice whispers ‘Is that good…?’ You know it is. You press gentle kisses all over me, stopping to teasingly suckle at my nipples, and lightly brushing your lips against the point of my hips, making them buck beneath you. Silhouetted above me, you sit up and as the condom wrapper crinkles, I reach up draping my arms around your neck, kissing your strong shoulders and chest,. She straightened her legs and placed them over my lap."Can I talk to you alone?" Marelin asked me, giving Brittany a look of disdain."No," Brittany replied before I spoke. "Next question." I was speaking to David," Marelin said, anger slipping into her voice. Brittany took her legs off me, spun around, and lay across my lap.The impending confrontation was defused temporarily by both sets of twins coming out of the house."Oh!" Sean said when he saw Marelin. He traded a look with Patrick. They. From the outside there was little to indicate the true nature of the shop’s business beyond the name carried discretely over the window, “Style with Restraint”. The window display of smart, elegant clothes barely differed from what might have been seen in the windows many fashion shops in Knightsbridge. Inside though it was at once apparent that the shop aimed to cater for a rather specific clientele; the smell of latex was overwhelming.They were met by a tall woman in spectacles. She welcomed.