I said sure not knowing what exactly they had in mind, and Tiffany got off of me and Marcus moved next to the bed and said is this ok with you? I said... sure. He slid over me taking the same position as Tiffany and Jazz said can I guide you again? I said sure once again and she took my cock in hand in held it tight up to Markus’s asshole and he pushed back and down, sliding my cock in him. His hard cock lay right on my stomach as he began to work up and down on my cock. Jazz stood on the bed. It could, indeed, be a feather... or fringe of a blanket... perhaps his hair. I can only imagine, not determine, as the touches and teases continue. The feathery feeling is gone now, replaced with something cold and wet... an ice cube? a popscicle? his fingers, dipped in ice water? Again, my mind can not choose, while my body revels in the sensation. Over and over, new sensations assault my skin, my mind, my being, each one bringing me closer to the point of overload. He knows my body. Evie's dad had passed away when she was five, and she scarcely remembered him. Evie had two brothers, both more than ten years older than her, who had long since moved out and lived their own lives. It was just Evie and her mother in the house, and as one might expect, her mom doted on Evie constantly."So tell me. What happened with you and Diana?" Evie asked as she drove out of the parking lot.I actually welcomed that question. I knew I could talk to her about this topic. I told her about my. But his slow movements wouldn’t bring me there. I pulled one hand down so that it was in between us and rubbed my clit, touching him briefly on certain strokes. He looked at my hand and his eyes went dark. He pulled my hand away forcefully and removed his body so that he no longer hovered over mine. Grabbing my hips and spreading them further apart, he pulled me back on his member as he started building up his momentum. The only sounds were our bodies moving together, his forced breathing, and.