He let out a quick gasp. I was concerned I had gone too far but Mike put out his hand and pressed it lightly onto my chest, feeling my heart beat. He ...hen followed my lead and slowly traced his hand down my chest towards my boxers. My erection was now rock hard, and after many nights at home masturbating whilst thinking of Mike, couldn’t believe that he was about to touch my cock.As our hands traced across each others stiff cocks straining against our boxers, I turned my body to be more face to. From outside the building they heard a voice calling out. “Hey Bolo! Where the hell are you, man?” Hearing the voice, Bolo picked up Myra’s rifle and slung it over his back. He then inserted her sheathed machete into his belt and picked up his own blaster rifle. Finally he wrapped the end of Myra’s makeshift leash around his hand. “That’s Walker, my relief. It’s time to go.” Bolo led Myra to the exit of the store and stopped on the sidewalk in front of it. Myra saw Walker about twenty yards. I put my clothes in the room and went down to the restaurant. It was six o'clock and I was really hungry. I had them bring two of their porterhouse steaks, but only had a salad before and green veggies with the meat. I had a glass of milk and a glass of red wine, so I figured I had stayed on my high protein diet. I confirmed what time they closed and what time the restaurant began serving breakfast before I left. The restaurant had all night room service, and breakfast began at five thirty.I. After laying my twelve inches between the round mounds of her eternallybuoyant breasts, I put her palms on the outer sides of her tits, lefthand to left boob, right hand to right boob, and demonstrated to her howshe should hold her knockers together so that their inner curves weretight around my prick.She smiled, looking lovely, to indicate that she had totally forgiven mefor (as she believed) nearly splitting her in half when I'd butt-fuckedher. There was no danger of that happening now, she.