Stoking his passion into a raging inferno of desire. Amelia reached down and slid one hand under the waistband of his trousers. She didn't have to sea...ch. His cock, already thick with-need, bulged against the front of his shorts. She gripped his veined shaft with her fingers and began to squeeze; a slow, strong, rhythmic pressure that brought a hot gasp of pleasure from his lips. Meantime, Anthony's fingers were working with the buttons on her silken blouse. He fumbled with one buttom, and with. "Do you want a foot massage?" jerry asked, hoping she wouldn't find this weird."Really? You'd do that for me?" She retorted."Sure why not." he replied.He got down in front of her and started rubbing her right foot. Then I moved to the left. He could tell she loved it and he could feel his dick growing in joy."Jerry, you like feet don't you??" she asked."What do you mean?" Jerry asked in a little panic"I mean you like women's feet, they turn you on..." she answered."Maybe...why do you ask??". I maintained my position for over three minutes before she abruptly put her lips onto mine. She lazily had her arms go around me and I returned the favor. We made out for a couple minutes and I grinned.About a minute and a half into our make out session, I peeked at her. 'Damn, she is pretty cute.'Thirty seconds later, I calmly parted from hers and let my hands rest on her shoulders. "How was that?" Nothing to complain about," she answered, cheesing.I smooched her cheek once and she did the. The platform setup was the same as the night before. The dance was the same, except this time Mike was not swinging a paddle. Mike was oiled up and naked behind me when Diabla pressed herself against me and lined me up with her winking ass. I felt him lean over me like I was leaning over Diabla, and when the cables went tight and pulled me into her, he followed and with a powerful thrust drove himself inside of me.It hurt. God, it hurt, but at the same time, it was the most pleasure I had.