She let his cock pop from her mouth. “Really?” she asked. “Are we gonna fool around?”“We already are, Amara,” he chuckled. She laughed ...too and slid off of him to one side. She sat up, watching him as he rose. He pulled her to him and kissed her. It was surreal, planting his lips on a pair so much smaller, feeling her little tongue thrust eagerly into his mouth. She was a good kisser, which made him wonder where she was getting the practice. After the kiss, she stood up and shimmied her. His heels tap the floor, and after a few stridesI hear the muffled thump of dishes being set on cloth-covered wood. A table, I guess, or perhaps a sideboard. When he returns, he sets something substantial on the stone floor, which is definitely covered with a blanket or rug.There's a clang and a muffled clatter. A lid being lifted, perhaps, and then set down. A heady aroma of roast meat and spices washes over me. I moan low under my breath. Martin chuckles."Next one'es difficult," he cautions.. I was so timid I could barely breathe. I managed to put my hand on his leg and rub his thigh ever so slightly. With both of his hands he unbuttoned the fly of his khaki shorts, unzipped the zipper, and pulled his shorts down a little bit, exposing his proud member. I looked at his cock and asked him if I could touch it. He nodded his approval and I put my hand on his erect cock, slowly jacking it up and down. His cock was about six and a half inches long, circumcised, and had a wicked upward. ” Nick walked around me, examining the outfit, “Man, that is really tight. It shows off your ass nicely. I guess I had never noticed how nice it was.”“Thank you.” I took a drag off my cigarette. “Well it’s like a second skin, it’s so tight so it shows off all aspects of your body.” Everyone was silent for a minute, it was uncomfortable. There was a looming sexual tension. Without even thinking, I blurted out, “Do you guys want to fuck?” For a moment I was thinking, “Oh fuck oh fuck, what.