I could feel my heartbeat on the muscle around my arse and it was an incredible feeling. I tried to clench but it wouldn't close properly and anyway, ...teve had started to thrust his fingers in and out. Making my hole loose and I could feel my arse opening naturally and start to accept the fingers.All the while, from time to time, Steve would suck on my cock for me. It was stiff and then floppy, but I didn't care, I was enjoying the sensation in my boy cunt and not too bothered about my cock.. I guessed he was 20 or 21. The only disappointment was his cock. It was teeny! All I could see was the head and his balls. Poor guy! Still, I was getting turned on as he dried himself and squeezed my breasts. He turned and lay down on the towel. Nice buns...He lay there for a few minutes and then his hand dropped to his groin. I saw him wrap his hand around his cock. He pulled and played with it. He was going to masturbate! I'd never seen a guy do it to himself before. His cock grew and grew.. This has to happen or there may never be trust between them again." Dempsy advised Lucie. "Why? This is stupid! Do you both hear me? Stupid I say! Fine! Beat the hell out of each other! I have far more important things to do!" With that Lucie Hartwell whirled and marched out of the room. Hartwell and Derrick both looked at Dempsy, sighing he threw up his arms. "Babysitting! You bring me here then have me babysitting? If either of you weren't my friends I MIGHT be the one doing the beating!". She must have been able to see the throbbing of my prick.She looked me steadily in the eyes, and began to pull up her sweater. She tried to hold my eyes, but I just had to watch the progress of her sweater, waiting for it to rise above the bulges of her breasts. At that moment there was nothing I wanted more in life than to see those nipples come into view. But of course they didn't. It was a brassiere that was revealed, an attractive enough brassiere but not the nipples I hungered for."Are you.