Instead, two hands held mine. We were nearly shaking hands. This was not typical. He guided me, at least my right hand. Dan had me flatten my hand and...then he put my hand down his pants. I felt the waistband on his suit and then the fleshy warmth of his penis against the back of my hand. He let go of me and put his hand back on my shoulder and pulled me close again. A hand returned to my thigh again, slid up and this time rubbed my clit. The situation was unbelievable. It was also a once in a. Me: Sounds like a plan!Chloe: Let’s go then!We both walked towards the gate. My tool was getting into a normal position and the bulge was gone.Me: Hank! Pal. What’s up?Hank: Nothing really, waiting for the day to be over.Me: Do you think we can have the keys to the school area? Chloe here wants to show me around.Hank: I really shouldn’t. No students allowed until the semester starts.Me: Oh, come on, you can do me solid, right?Chloe: Please?Hank: Tell you what. If any of you can answer my. .” Frank began.“Yes?” I asked.“When were you going to tell me about you hooking up with the Cuban dancer?”I turned to Paul with a confused look on my face.“The picture,” he reminded me.The club owner had shot a promotional photo of the two of us.“I didn’t hook up with her. I just danced with her and she asked me to get her a job,” I said.“Doing what?” Frank asked.“I put her in touch with Adrienne about modeling. I sent Adrienne pictures of Bianca and she’s supposed to get back to me if she. Jordan's screams were now involuntary body actions, coming whenever she had breath to expel. Jordan felt Clyda and Tiffany's cocks pushing their way through her body. Their massive double-intruder was more than halfway through her lithe form. The sheer pleasure of impaling the thrashing, helpless Jordan became too much for Clyda and Tiffany. Pumping themselves into her, Clyda and Tiffany's ecstasy culminated. Hot sperm erupted from both of their swollen cockheads in Jordan's pussy. The.