" I was going to play it all sweet and innocent, at least at the start. Jerome looked my husband over and, again, I could clearly that he liked what h... saw. My husband is a lanky, rugged sort, hardbodied and smooth. He's a stuntmen, and has the sort of rough-hewn masculine looks that many women like, and most gay men drool over. Jerome set up the massage table and had Scott get up on it on his stomach. Scott still had his swim trunks on, but I casually pulled them off, much to my husband's. "Pfft. Sure, you're fully dressed... but what you're about to do is not at all lady like!" Sam snickered. She then went to greet their company. Tori looked down at herself again. She was wearing a pink b cup bra under her grey tank top. She stood up and checked herself out. Her jeans were rather baggy for a girl of her size. She really wished that she had borrowed something of Sams to make herself look better. Footsteps were heard coming up the stairs, along with Sams laughter and the voice of. All the time. And he feels completely alone. If I can make him forget for an hour, if I can make him feel connected to another human being, I’ll do it. I have slept with men before you know. It isn’t that weird.’ I nodded, but was unsure. It seemed strange no matter what she said. He was her best friend. Sleeping with your best friend is never a good plan, and I said so. ‘I think we’ll be okay,’ she responded. ‘He doesn’t want me, and though the sex is incredible, I don’t really want him. It’s. His erect penis was magnificent; thick, long and rigid. It was so hard and erect that it looked like it hurt. I found myself getting aroused at this sight, and without thinking, I reached down and touched myself while standing in the shadows, watching my son pump his fist. After a few moment, I silently slid my fingers inside the waist band of my panties and gently massaged my erect clitoris as I watched Robert continue to stroke himself. I hoped he would ejaculate while I watched. I do not.