Almost like I enjoy you going out and getting what you want from another well-hung man, and giving me what's left over."She then said, "You said, 'wel...-hung.' Why is that?"Although I much preferred women, I always wondered what it was like to get taken by a man. I hadn't told her this before because I was afraid she would think I was a sissy. I'm not one to lie to her, but I wasn't sure how to answer her. So, I hesitated.She snuggled in closer and said, "Cocks are nice. It's ok if you like them. Then she smiled showing me there was still some in her mouth before they got dressed and left and quickly as they had come. We never did learn their names.Wondering if Chris was ready I sat on the edge where the guy had been and waited to see if he would take the hint. As I stroked my already hard cock Chris couldn't help looking. Drifting in the water he positioned himself close in front of me. Saying nothing I continued to leisurely masturbate as he watched.Chris moved even closer until his. The outfit molded to her curves and had a shine to it. It zipped in the center of her body, the zipper itself rested on the down slope of her large breasts. Hanging free below the cavern of cleavage between them. The sleeves ended into gloves covering her arms to her polished nails. The right hand held a wip, it had several tassels exploding from the grip. The left hand loosely held what scared death into me.The phallus she wore was the biggest I’d ever seen. So realistically crafted I could. She'd done her best to put that part of her life completely out of her mind, in fact, but now here was part of it back again, sitting there on her sofa. Satsu felt the old wounds on her heart threatening to break open again, and for one brief moment she hated Willow for bringing all those memories back to her. "No, but I guess that sounds about right." That's why we're in town, actually," Willow said, beginning to speak a little faster, and obviously nervous about this part. "Dawn lives in.