He has his hands just under the bottom of my shirt and they are wresting on the each side of my waist. Even though his hands are in a completely inno...ent position, I’m still turned on by the feel of his hands on my bare skin, and even more so whenever I feel him absentmindedly rub his thumbs in circles on my back. We are standing there talking and laughing and just sort of people watching at the moment and this cute little blond girl comes up to me, rests her hands over the top of Chase’s and. She had placed several of her dildoes around the room and was having fun teasing me with them.The black guys left and we were just sitting around the room. It was almost three when there was a knock at the door.“Go answer the door slut,” I told her.“Like this?” She asked in a churlish tone, giggled, and strutted over to the door, She opened the door, and stood so she was in total view of whomever was at the door. It was the couple from a couple of rooms down that had watched Cheryl blowing the. Sweat-slick muscles shifted as he lifted her off the bed. Letting her arms fall to the side, she surrendered to his hold, body arching, swollen breasts thrust high. Her chin tipped back to bare the line of her throat, her hair pooling under her head. Gazing down at her as she abandoned herself to his lovemaking, something in Cole’s mind gave. Bending his head, he snarled into her ear. ‘You were made for this. For me. To be fucked by me.’ A particularly brutal thrust followed by a grind of his. Remember now, though, one spoon and one spoon only is yourmission. This is my ice cream."He looked a little crestfallen but he left and after a couple of minutescame back with a spoon. "Remember where the kitchen is and where thecutlery is, Dave."I patted the seat beside me and gave him the ice cream. "Take the lidoff for me, please."He did it and gave me back the ice cream. I smiled and took a bite ofchocolate. "I like the media room. It sets an atmosphere I enjoy." Me too."I took a.