The sequential clacking of the wooden clamps coming off sounded like the dreaded zipper that all expected. Her torso jolted upwards in response to the...pain, her scream muffled by my hand as I kept her head pinned to the table. Moans escaped the lips of most of the crowd watching. The sound of the zippering attracted a few more women since they obviously had heard that sound before. I, as well as the others, watched in fascination as the bruises developed across her breasts. They were small. His limp cock is almost buried in it” she said grimacing. “But his cock is lighter in colour than yours. It is honey brown. Yours is chocolate. It is also slightly thinner than yours and these days fairly shorter than yours”“This much?” I asked, holding up my middle finger.“Yes, almost. But when it gets hard it is about an inch more. Not bad I should say. When he gets hard, the foreskin parts a bit and his pink cockhead peeps out”, she said.“And then?”“And then what? In the darkness, I untie. “Wow!”It was a little tricky measuring his girth with the metal tape but the readings I got indicated at least six inches around.“I never saw a nine by six before!”He blushed and his face got beet red again.“How far can you shoot?”“Isn’t that a funny question? Are you gay?”“Hell, no. I just like to have fun.”I took the situation in hand. I grabbed his erect cock and started stroking.“What are you doing?”“I am, with your permission, going to jerk you off and measure the distance you can shoot. Her perfect cheeks were outlined in a black lace thong. Her short top showed off her back, small and feminine. She looked over her shoulder at Martin with a wicked smile. "Is this what you were looking at?" She then turned around to show the front of her thong, the bulge of her cock and balls trying to push out. Danni was not big but certainly not small. She crossed her legs, striking an erotic pose and said, "Or is this maybe what you were thinking about?" Just then Danni's cock popped out of.