Closing my fingers around it, he moved my hand up and down. Our kiss was broken as he watched me stroke his house mate's dick. The older man encourage... me saying massage his balls.As I shifted my body to get a better reach, the older man moved his hand over my leg. Down the front, then up the back stopping at my butt. Moving over my left cheek, he went back down my leg. As I stroked the now stiff dick my mind went to earlier today. Feeling the hand approaching my butt, I pushed it outwards.. I very slowly start rubbing his lower stomach and his thighs, making my way to his cock. I can feel a change in his breath, and I slide my hands up a little and slip them into his pants. I don't even bother to turn around and look at him. I just grab his cock and start rubbing before I begin jerking him off, but it's awkward with his jeans on. I lean up a bit and unbutton them, swiftly pulling out his cock without even taking his pants off. I know he's probably expecting me to keep jerking him. “Well!” said Charlotte with a grin, “This had better be good. I was having one of my totally over the-top orgasms there!”Ellie was fit to burst, and out it came. “Sylvie has asked me to marry her, and I have accepted!” The bed exploded in an orgy of kissing, hugging and a few tears, all of delight. Ellie then produced her right hand and showed us her engagement ring, a single solitaire diamond – simple, expensive and exquisite, typical of Sylvie.“Tom,” said Sylvie, when we had all calmed down,. I need you to squeeze a little harder than that." How about this?" Lisa asked, as she pressed her thumb and index fingers tighter together."Oh God yes! That's more than enough. Now I want you to finger-fuck me with your other hand. Do it really fast and rough. Okay?" Like this?" Lisa asked, as she started energetically finger-fucking Jan's vagina."Yeah. Just like that. Now I need you to call me some bad names, like "bitch" and "whore" and "slut." Also tell me how horrible I am, and stuff like.