" She reached both hands over to my hips and pulled my trunks right down over my thighs, my calves and down onto my feet. Of course, I lifted up my ...eet to allow them to slip off. She grasped my boner with both hands as she said, "Wow, this is more than I expected. What is it…nine inches long? And so thick."I looked at her and said, "Yes on both accounts, but why would a lesbian care about prick sizes?" Oh, I'm not strictly a lesbian," she smiled at me. "I like to take pleasure wherever. I kissed her in return, started rubbing my hands over her body for the first time - at LONG LAST! - and kept my recitation going, but upping the proportion of the "God wants this" and "We know best" type of statements.I was waiting for her to get aroused enough that I'd be able to take her easily, and I was prepared to wait up to a whole minute if I needed to, although how fast her lust was surging made that seem unlikely. D-Cup didn't wait for me to decide. She started begging me, "Take me. It was not only because there seemed to be more cabs than there are people in Manhattan, but because my name isn’t Jeff. It was our little joke. You let your voice hang in the air, confident that I would realize that you were speaking to me indirectly. You were right of course. Men were no mystery to you. Although I was still intoxicated from watching you let her examine your panties, while you were still wearing them, and I could still see her finger searching for the crotch I was able to. I was beginning to feel a little hot under the collar, between the thought my undies, the booze, and the porn, I had a raging hard-on that was getting uncomfortable, I reached into my trousers and adjusted my cock into a more comfortable position, Bob noticed me doing this and said "Thank fuck I thought it was only me who had a hard on, i was i to feel like a pervert!", Ian said " no i think we're all in the same boat", at this point Bob said " guys I don't want to freak anybody out, but we're.