He wasn't very large, perhaps threeinches long and quite thin, certainly no symbol of masculine virilitybetween his legs. My stroking and massaging b...came steadily faster,almost as if I was massaging a clit through the panties, and I wasrewarded with soft, almost girlish, moans and cries of pleasure.Eventually, those moans reached a climax and he stiffened, his little cocktwitching and soaking his panties as he cried out in the ecstasy of hisorgasm.Afterwards I gazed lovingly down at him,. Mallory’s face was flushed as she squinted and pinched her nipples. “Oh Tom,” Mallory stammered. Mallory’s movements slowed down as her pussy muscles contracted around Tom’s cock. Mallory’s hips were making short up and down strokes. “Oh your pussy feels so good,” Tom moaned. “Tom fuck me harder; let’s cum together,” Mallory demanded as she began bouncing up and down on Tom’s cock again “Cum in my love hole,” Mallory moaned. It was too much for Tom to hold on too and he let her have it. Tom. She hadn't called him so she could seduce him, had she? No, that was silly. She was reaching out for help, not trying to create more chaos.But there in her mind, she could almost see, and almost feel, William's hard thing slipping inside of her crack, beginning a steady in/out rhythm... A shiver of heated anticipation rolled through her body, resonating deep inside. Her hands shook and the deep red wine in her glass sloshed up the sides, clinging there, then slowly sliding down. She was just. Suit doesn't matter." "Okay, we get it," Ron, Kimberly's husband said. "So what's the deal with the matching cards, no pun intended?" "We'll tell you after Alex gets us another gimlet," Stephanie answered. There was along pause while I fixed the girls another drink. By now, all four of them were giddy, and their voices began to rise again. Delores was nearly shouting when she said, "Let the games begin! We'll deal first." "We don't know the rules when there is a match," I protested. "You'll.