In the middle of a particularly long lick up the full length of Joe’s cock, my lovely Jennifer looked at me and asked, “Well, big boy, aren’t yo... going to fuck me?” I almost dropped the camera as I placed it on the dresser, still recording the unfolding scene. I picked a condom out of the drawer, and carefully rolled it down my cock. I was shaking with arousal, as I knelt down on the thick carpet behind Jennifer. I could see her hair bobbing as she licked and sucked our guest’s erect cock.. " "Really? What turned you on about it?" "I'm...I'm not sure. I think I just liked the idea of being used. Ofbeing treated like a sex object. And it turned me on even more because you had been there watching me." "Oh yeah?" I moaned. "You like me watching you get fucked?" "Yes." "You like me watching you get used?" "Yes!" "You like me watching you with a dick in your ass?" "Fuck yes!!" I had to stop to keep from emptying my balls into April's hungry pussy,and nestled down with my cock buried. Maybe he could then get someclothes from someone and start to figure out how he was going to gethome.Fortunately, the door handle was a lever type. He backed up to it andmanaged to push it down with his bare asscheeks. Once it was down herealized he would have to grasp it between his legs and then walkforward, pulling the door open. Once he had it fully open, he wouldhave to release it and quickly move around to the outside of the doorbefore the automatic closer swung it closed. The whole. He began rubbing it softer now, forgetting his work ethic his hands melding the cool metal, his thoughts fully engoressed on the insides of the tank that glorious liquid that turns into a gas when released. Hank imagined the release, his weiner now fully hard and pressing against the bomb. His lust getting the best of him. Hugging and caressing it's smooth soft exterior. Pressing it against his hard manly body somewhat expecting for it to pop and shower him with creamy propane goodness. His.