And it gave him a chance to make sure his cock was still working. One never knew. As he sat on the toilet and shot out his warm urine he hummed and pr...ssed his stiffy downward. Nothing like the feel of a gurgling piss to relieve the stress. And the hardness he stroked out before he limped back to his bed.At least twice during the afternoon, he sent his gift of come into the swirling toilet, grunting as he pressed it out, moaning then grinning with relief.The day progressed and shift change. He told them she was a little drunk but she still wanted to listen to some music and party down at the club.Susan looked up at Lanny and mumbled something about going home as they walked in to try and find a seat. He just told her they would go home in a few minutes after this final stop.She looked confused as she tried to understand where they were and why all these people were in the room. She said something that didn't make sense about church and the choir. Lanny just grinned and lied to her. My eyes clamped shut and my lips closed tight as I concentrated on taking Otis's man-meat in me. It was a Herculean task, but I managed to stretch my nether lips enough to take the head of his massive hard-on and then I tried to sink down on him, but I stopped about half way down. I could feel him so deep inside me that it felt like it was pushing against my diaphragm. Apparent Otis was becoming frustrated with my slow and timid efforts because he scooted to the edge of the bed and gripping me. Cleaning up, no doubt. Under the table, I stepped on her shoe. Kneeling down to move her heel I find my answer. Yes, they were Victoria Secret and they were lace. The color was not off white as I had imagined, but a soft purple, liliac I believe it is called. I reached down to pick them up. The soft material, was no match for the sexy scent the still held. The panties shown a thin line of wettness running along the crotch area. I hoped that I was the reason for that. "OK, so I was in a hurry to.