“That’s how things should work; we do what we can to help everyone.”Over the next few days things seemed to be well in hand, Chris and Paul were...starting on the fit out, Lisa and Georgina were getting the artwork that would go up on the walls – Georgina was excited about her works being on display, even if not in a gallery. David and Phil were planning the lab and networking requirements for the office, while Mary Beth made lists of the office supplies that we would need. Mary Beth and I. “Do you think you can go down and put together something for us to eat? I think there’s some leftovers in the fridge from the other night.”“Sure, Mom, I can do that,” Elliott replied as he reached down and gathered up his clothes.“Thanks, sweetheart. I’ll be down in a few minutes. When I finish my shower, I want to paint my fingernails and toenails, just like Jamal asked.”Elliott noticed the contented smile on his mother’s face when she mentioned Jamal’s name, and he remembered the young black. "I don't know where I'm going to find the room for that."Ron stripped also and his cock wasn't much smaller than Wes.Wanda looked and smiled and said to Ken, "Thank you for bring these two to my party - I will really be able to enjoy them."The three of us were trying desperately not to look at the Wes or Ron.Wanda must have guessed how I felt. She beckoned me over. "You'll do first," was all she said. With a howl, all the other guys pushed the chairs and sofa back, and formed a large circle. I could feel myself getting wet from just this alone, and my small nipples were rock hard from the cold and the arousal. I began to breathe deeper and bit my lip as he circled his fingers closer to my nipples, pausing momentarily to squeeze my tits every once in a while. Sometimes he’d brush one of my nipples as he did this, causing me to shiver and inhale quickly, as they were so sensitive. I realized I was slowly grinding my hips back against his cock, which was becoming harder, and as I.