Wiping my hand I went near him and sat on the floor and took a closer look. It was a large object of the length of a banana. But it was limp and lying...on his balls. There was lot of black curly hair above his cock.Out of interest I just touched the hair and then the cock. I took it in my hand and pressed it with my hand. It was very soft with pouting skin. I just shook it holding it at the base. Raghu, that was his name, suddenly opened his eyes and saw me sitting near him and holding his. Then she switched things up. She pulled her feet off my dick and planted them on my legs. Getting leverage, she leaned forward towards me, and looking down she asked, with such a devilish grin, “So umm, are you ready? Are you ready for me to make this dick cum?” And while she asked that she gripped my dick with her right hand and rubbed her thumb around my dick head. A shiver drove through me as I shook a little. She giggled saying, “Yeah, that’s what I wanna see. I wanna see you quiver.. I loved your self-critical moments, the insecurity about your appearance, the tender way you talked about your dog as if she were your child, and I loved the truly passionate way you responded to my kisses. I knew that I’d found the right person for me, against all hope.’ He watched her face carefully, noting how her tears had stopped, and her expression softened from anger and fear to bewilderment. ‘Go on,’ she said. His relief at her response was unbounded. ‘I’m finally getting through to. You know I'm a virgin. I would never do that; even if I end up on the streets it would be better than being a participant. I know the deal with your roommates at your place, so I won't even ask. I'll figure it out." No, it will be okay babe. I promise you. You can do this. You won't have to have sex. You can fake it and collect the cash. I have another friend who is willing to do this too. She's desperate for cash. She's sweet and gorgeous. I told her, Alison, that's her name, that I would ask.