Sam reminded Les that they had cheer leading practice at 2 in the afternoon. It was 10:30.Les was slipping on a nightgown. "Why don't you come by at 1... and we'll go together. My butt feels pretty good and I don't want to miss practice."Sam agreed, gave me a kiss that would have melted my socks off if I was wearing any and went out the door. Les was lying on the bed. She smiled, patted the mattress a couple of times and said "Come 'ere."I lay on the bed and took her in my arms. Sam's kiss had. She could see Woody gracing the pages of Playgirl or Cosmo. See them as a couple? It seemed ludicrous."Stace, Woody looks like he could probably pick any woman he wanted. Christ, he could probably pick three or four and they'd all go for it. What's he doing with Mrs. Jacobs?" Well, Betty, there's at least a dozen different ladies here, all chasing after Woody, wanting to know the answer to that question. If you find out, you could probably make a bundle."By this time, they were at Stacy's door.. I squeeze. My right hand does the same, as we continue to kiss. You stop kissing me and look down at my hands as they slowly move down your body. As they reach your warm mound and inner thighs, one of your hands has found its way into my jeans. Just as I begin to gently stroke your clit, whilst stroking one of your arse cheeks, you discover my hard, throbbing cock inside my jeans. I jolt a little as you squeeze the head, and my hand slips down to your wet tunnel. Automatically, my middle finger. Quickly I found another guy who wanted a taste of my dick, but we went our separate ways before too long. I went to the end of the second hall where I came upon a really fit, middle age guy totally naked jacking a nice looking cock with a black cock ring at its base. I stepped into the booth and told him, "I'm not going to be the only person in this booth with clothes on", so I stepped out of my shorts and pulled my shirt off. His dick was all lubed up so I started off by jacking him a bit. .