As though connected to a single trigger, the six assorted little peckers all rose to the horizontal as one in homage to the lovely young lady exposing... herself to them. If Angie was previously surprised by the varia- tions in male appendages, she was now absolutely in awe! That those flaccid little tubes of flesh could get so much bigger and harder was incredible! For the boys, the sight in front of them was equally amazing. Angie's brief flashes earlier were enough to spark curiosity and give. Though only 15 steps away, it felt like it would take forever.I couldn't take my eyes off them for a second and their return glares were burning me up inside. Even his look was one of erotic lust, which I passed off as just his pleasure of being deep inside her.As I walk by in just my towel she shifted, which caused me to pause just for a second. During that second, she reached out and pulled my towel from around my waist, exposing my nicely shaved balls and half hard cock. Seeing a smile come. Upright, she pushed herself up the bed to lean against the headboard. Closing her eyes, she let her head slump tiredly and sighed."I'm okay, Jim," she repeated as I continued to watch her. "I'm okay... It's my tits that aren't."Automatically my gaze was drawn down and I could see the two large wet spots on her night shirt. "You're leaking." I know that you fucking piss-ant! Tell me something I don't know. Oh, shit they ache..." Genevieve..." I began but she interrupted."Sorry. Sorry, I yelled. I wasn't horny, in fact I was bloody knackered but thought I'd have a look around and have a chat with someone. None of the usual guys were online but I got chatting with an older guy from Southampton. He seemed interesting, much older than me and worked high up at a global company and after 20 minutes asked if I wanted to meet up. Well I wasn't horny but the offer had me little interested so I agreed. Giving him my mobile number to prove I'm not a time waster and so he could call me when he.