Just then the earth shattered. "Kevin Christopher Thompson, are youdressed yet, your bus will be here in 5! I don't have time to drive youin to school...if you miss it, you'll have to walk!" my mother barked fromdownstairs. "So get your butt moving!" My sister Liz joined the choirs! Itook my briefs out and insuring the panties were well covered up and outof eyesight, I push the draw shut and continued dressing for school.Benefits of a sister I guess you could say they were on both sides of. There are actually three guys hovering outside my booth, two of them stroking their cocks, while the third is vigorously rubbing his dick under his pants.The main watcher has a shorter cock, maybe five inches, but its plenty thick and hard as a rock it looks. He steps closer to me with a questioning look, and in answer I step out of the booth slightly, and push my leaking ass towards his cock and let him slide it in with one deft move. Released from the tiny booth, my hands and mouth are free. .the question was, how where we going to make it work? Some Ideas: I mulled the idea over in my mind for a couple of days and one option I thought of was perhaps a group session with say three or four guys at once which I know from experience is a very exhausting but pleasurable experience and one that really excites hubby... he loves to either watch or hear about all the intimate details and I love all the attention so it’s a win-win situation that we both love. However, we both dismissed this. Almost daily his last words reverberated in her head. He’d accused her of being frigid, telling her he’d only stayed out of pity. She hated him, his words inflicted more pain than if he’d slapped her. After Daniel, she vowed never to become swept up in the promises of a smooth talking man. To hell with it, she didn’t need to date…she had family and friends to occupy her time. And besides, she knew she wasn’t anything special, Daniel had made sure of that. Julie’s eyes traveled to the center of.