I didn't speak I just took a slow sip of my drink. As I was taking that drink she spoke and said who. I took the glass from my lips and said who what?... She said who was looking at my pussy? I asked are you mad? I noticed she was squeezing her thighs tightly together. She said no I'm not mad , I just need to know if I need to be upset of intrigued. I smiled that she was mad then said please explain. She said well if was a creepy guy I wouldn't like that but if he was one of your hot friends I may. I’m sure I mouthed a “holy shit” when he was about half way down. Finally his mushroom head appeared and it snapped up in the air like a diving board. I couldn’t believe the sight of this man’s penis. It was probably as big as the vibrator I had at home. Likely not as long but easily as thick or thicker. I looked up at Tim with my mouth open like a k** on Christmas morning. I looked over at Steve now who had been stroking his cock to full mast. Although not as big as Tim he was a very big boy.. She remained verystill. Slowly I started making my way down her waistand I cupped her ass cheek in my hand. She usuallyreacted to that by turning onto her back and openingher legs up to me but this time she remained just asmotionless as before. I thought it was a bit strange,but I kept going. Slowly my hand wondered down between her legs. I feltthe heat of her crotch. Her panties were soaked. Shetightened up her legs. “Are you sure you’re okay?” Iasked again, “this is. " I'm sorry?"Cecily squirmed suggestively around the floor, her movements becoming frenetic and passionate as she engineered to summon a climax for herself. But Howard was having none of it. He reached down and tugged at her arms, rolling her onto her back and thereby frustrating her climax. Cecily groaned in fury and shut her eyes, squeezing out the dregs of lost pleasure. "Please, Mr Pendrill," she shook, pleading for his help. "That wasn't kind! Help me! I need to cum!"But Howard smiled.