It was nutritional cream lotion that her friend Becca used for moistening her body.“Come here, my Black Python,” she smiled, “let us see what th...s mistress can do.” She squeezed an abundant amount of cream first onto her hands and then, holding Mobu’s penis with one hand, squeezed fat drops of cream onto the head and foreskin. Then she began to rub the creamy lotion not only onto Mobu’s bulbous cockhead but also over his shaft where the foreskin had been rolled down.Very soon the nicely creamed. ....the doorbell rang.I nearly ejaculated but controlled myself with a supreme effort. Fuck!! Was Mom back so early?Impossible! The doorbell rang a second time.I cursed out loud,then I wore my shorts,my chest was bare.The sudden surprise had made my cock go back to its relaxed state.I pulled on a Man Utd soccer jersey and sprinted to the living room just adjacent to my room.The doorbell rang a third time as I checked myself in the slightly reflective surface of the TV.All seemed to be. . on the bar which I was holding and then, I started rubbing his hands, interlocking my fingers with him, he placed his left hand on my waist and then started lifting my shirt up, I just let him do it, then he rubbed my navel hair and then put his hands on my nipples and started squeezing them.. I was in awe… Music matched what he was doing… I sweat when I am nervous and so I started sweating a lot, he gave me his hankey and I reluctantly took it.The bus stopped for about 15 min and he smiled. What we want is Paul to be a partner for more than dancing and social events. You don’t object, do you, Paul?’ I couldn’t answer at once. Ruth was kissing me too effectively. Jane’s hand was encouraging my erection. Soon I wasn’t able to answer. Helen had pushed an erect nipple into my mouth. I was busy sucking and nibbling. They took my actions as sufficient reply. My hands were busy with the fingers inside two wet clefts. Helen claimed my erection first. I would have gasped as she impaled.