‘Can I stroke it?’ I asked. ‘yes please’ he replied. I gently cupped his balls in one hand and put other hand on his shaft, feeling it hard, s...mooth and warm. He let out a groan as a slowly pulled his cock to allow his cock-head to emerge from its hiding place inside his foreskin. I wanked it gently for a few strokes then stood up. ‘I better get naked too’, I said. I did what he’d done, removing my shirt myself, standing in front of him naked from the waist up. ‘Want to help me get naked?’ I. Unlike Devin I worked to suppress my moans and instead built off of his. I began to wonder what he was thinking about when he cried out making me jump. Oh god Kas! Kas! He shouted. Hearing him say my name like that sent shivers through my body and I felt weak. I brought my other hand up to my chest and gripped its fleshy roundness. My own hands were no longer keeping me satisfied and I let out a small frustrated whimper as the ache increased. I began looking around for things to stick inside of. And watched.Derek kissed the beautiful, erect, meaty beast of a dick that Zane liked to call Derek's "god." Derek kissed it, licked it and sucked it, adoring and worshipping the ample prick. While Derek did his work, Zane rubbed and caressed the skin-tight, gleaming, women's aerobics outfit that coated Derek's slim, fit body. The two became lost in erotic bliss.As Zane came closer and closer to orgasm, he grasped Derek's head with both hands, tugging at the bottom's hair and forcing his slave's. " She looked from her chest toFrank's and added, "...with one more adjustment." On her own she mademore magical gestures and her spouse's new bust gained two cup sizes.Frank bit his lower lip and hugged his bust defensively. She chortledand went to get the bra which had come with the panties she wore. Ithad partial cups that lifted his boobs but left them more than halfexposed, their jutting pink nipples on display. Then she retrieved thepanties she had removed before sex and handed them.