I knocked on their bedroom door and entered.Lucinda was on the bed, half naked and to my utter astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a h...arth brush handle as |I expected but with her whole fist and part of her forearm deep inside Lucinda’s distended womb entry.“May I join in?” I asked as I bolted the door as they should have done.“Out!” Lucinda cried, though she was somewhat hampered in her options by Pat’s hand deep inside her.“I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure,” I observed. ” she repeated. Now I was pissed... pissed but prepared. Before she could react, I took her wrists and bound them behind her with plastic flex cuffs. “Now will you listen?” I growled. She began to cry, and pull at the handcuffs. Realizing that she had no way out, she said that she would listen. While I explained my frustration to her, my hand reached into the slit of her girdle and began rubbing her clit through her pantyhose. Her hose was wet with her arousal, and she was pressing. Please, don’t get any ideas from this.” Oh, boy. She certainly laid out the ground rules. Well, I was going to have both of them before the evening was over. Sam had not said anything. She just acted passive about the whole thing. Sam couldn’t know that I had been trying to get Bobby to date me forever. At least she wouldn’t have known until tonight. The women probably talked before I arrived. “Bobby, you know that I really like you.” “I know, Hank, but I have found that if I have a rule I. Typically the balls will sort of scrunch up a bit when something feels particularly good and they'll scrunch up completely when he's about to c.u.m. If you do the above techniques, he's going to last longer usually, so if you're getting tired or "c.o.c.k.s.u.c.k.e.r's cramp" you might want to speed things up by doing the age old "bobbing" method. Guys seem to vary on their appreciation of the act because girls seem to go at it much too fast. I've found that if you go up and down the shaft with.