The men had changed tactics. They were both now doing the same things, each taking half of her body. They used one hand on her thigh and the other on ...her back. From my angle, I couldn’t see precisely where guy #1 had his hands as her body hid them. Based on where guy #2 had his hands, they were rubbing her from the top of her bikini bottoms up to the edge of her rib cage, and along the bulging mound of her side-boob that pushed out as she lay face down. Their hands seemed to linger on her boob,. ? ?Isn?t that myline?? I quipped. ?Not until Isay it is, and right now it is mine.? I closed myeyes as she pulled me onto the floor. "Waithere. And no peeking." I tried to scowl, but I truly was pleased to hearthe happiness in her voice. I could not hearher light steps above the music, but I soon felt her presence again. "Sitdown." I sat as sheguided me into the chair. She then placed my arms on the armrests of the chair,and kissed me again. I returned the kiss with fervor. I felt her fumbling. I was hoping that she wouldn’t notice my erection, but i was just deluding myself. My cock is around eight inches long and was barely being contained by my boxer/briefs, my long thick shaft aiming directly at her navel.Jasmine stifles a gasp and tries to look away. We both struggled to think of how to deal with the sudden elephant in the room.Her hands on my thighs, motionless. Biting her lip and looking down.“Ummmm…” she says. "Well hello there. I've heard stories about these situations, I. She conveniently skipped over her last time with Earlene, when Earlene had tortured her breasts and fist fucked her into a screaming, delirious orgasm. But Karen didn't need to know about that.Karen smiled, bemused. "I'm going to make you cry," she said softly, threateningly. "I'm going to make you cry and come at the same time."But, as excited as Karen's words always made her, Laura was reluctant. She had already had a rough encounter with Earlene, earlier in the week. Her body was not sore,.