I said, “What’s so funny?”He shrugged his shoulders.“Dunno. You.”“Cheers.”“No, in a nice way. I like you.”“Yeah. I like you. We’...e mates.”“You’re a nice kisser.”“Shut up.”“Only saying.”“Yeah, well. So are you.”He smiled then he pointed to my boned up boxers.“What’s this?”“Yeah well. It’s late, innit? I always get boned up at night.”Dermot kicked the duvet off the sofa. He just lay there naked, stretched out on the sofa with his cock on bone, lying flat along his belly.He reached for my boxers. The man skillfully rubbed sensuously over her clit with his thumb, as he finger-fucked her, it was only a matter of minutes before Sandra was on the verge of an orgasm.Meanwhile, John had already unbuttoned her baggy plaid shirt, and was hungrily sucking away at her left tit, pulling as much of the firm tit-flesh into his mouth as he could. He sank his sharp teeth into her nipples, making Sandra cry out with painful pleasure. Uncle Andy fucked his fingers faster and harder into her cunt, as she. It’s just that she’s very pretty.” Judy Marsh blushed at the compliment. She was pretty and she knew it, she just wasn’t accustomed to flattering comments from strange men. Nick noted the hostile look from her husband as he handed back the license and credit card. “Will you be staying long?” asked Nick nonchalantly. “Two, maybe three days.” “I see. Well, you two have a grand time. If you need anything, anything at all, just let me know.” Nick scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed. His dad grapped his semi hard cock and moved it to his stomach. With one hand he began to pull on his dick as it layed there and with the other he began to rub and stroke his nipples. My hand mimicked his and ran under my shirt and found my own nipple. It felt as if they were directly connected to my cock, rubbing them felt amazing. My cock throbbed and I could hear my own heart beat in my ears. My heart raced when he clenched his fist around the base of his now hard dick and began to slowly.