He sat on her right, feeling a little awkward beside her partial leg. He couldn’t help but see the right leg of her jogging pants was folded and pin...ed in place. She absentmindedly wiggled it back and forth to use up nervous energy.“Is there something wrong with your artificial leg?” Brad asked looking at where her leg ended.“No, I don’t wear my leg all the time, plus I wanted to rest the end before my game. Any time I tried to skate would cause my leg to chaff and turn red. Thanks to you, I. At seven thirty we got out of our taxis at the address I had been given. I had phoned ahead to make sure everything was ready for our arrival. The house was just as good as what John owned in Toronto. With bags in hand, we trooped up to the door and I rang the bell.A man with tanned skin and a few wrinkles opened the door for us. "Hello Mr Congdon. I am very glad to meet you and your group. My name is Mr Rouson. Won't you all come in please?"We came in and I moved far enough that the rest had. ” Sitting next to Darlene, Tommy couldn’t help making glimpses out of the corner of his eye at how her perfect breasts were lifted and straining against the thin white halter top. Or how the short little jean skirt she wore shifted higher up her thighs while driving. “That isn’t the point,” Darlene stated into her cell. “If he cannot accept those terms you have him call me personally.” She snapped her cell phone shut and put it on the console. “We’re only going to be able to stay at the party. I felt my balls pull back. He stopped! Suddenly there was not touching, no sensation. Then I heard footsteps back behind me, a chair squeak, and typing on the laptop. My cock was super sensitive, but after a while you can’t stay hard with no stimulation, no matter how exciting the scene is. That didn’t last long, as he soon stroked me back to full erection and began all over again. Another round of random stroking and tip teasing until he again stroked me with a rhythm that had me quivering.