But when I looked again, this guy was doing more than touching. He was actually stroking his cock; not just tugging, or scratching or adjusting – he...was stroking his dick. Stroking it hard! His manhood was a full mast within seconds and glistening from the sweat of his workout and the heat of the sauna. He was totally unashamed; completely uninhibited which blew my mind! The look of ecstasy on his face, along with nuts that were rising and falling in their sac was an indication that he was. A look of ecstasy crossed her face as she felt him fill her up. Three or four strokes later, he was over half way in and she was going strong. "Holy fuck, that is a big cock," she said out of breath. "But it feels so fucking good, too."She finally dropped on him and he was in all the way and she gasped in pleasure and a little pain."There, now I can start fucking." She rode him slowly at first, then regaining her old form, she began to ride him hard and fast. Trace was impressed with her. She laid face up on the end of the couch between my legs. Heather rose up slowly off my softened cock and hovered over Rachels’s face.“You sure you want it, Rach? It’s a lot?” asked Heather.“Yeah, not like I haven’t eaten one of his cream pies before.”I looked up, and the rest of the girls hovered over me, watching as Rachel opened her mouth wide. Heather squeezed her vagina, and a large dollop of my cum dripped into Rachel’s mouth. Rachel’s eyes went wide as more squeezed out and filled her. Juliette leaned in with one hand on his shoulder, the other entwined in his hair, cradling the back of his head. She looked surprised at her own growing arousal, as if she hadn’t quite expected the confidence of his touch. “If we take off your shirt next, what would you like to do with me for that?” She asked. “I’d like to slide my hands up under your skirt…” Michael replied, leaning back as she began to unbutton him. “Ok, but you have to stop when I say…” Michael helped her take his shirt off..