In a perfect world it wouldn't be necessary but guys like him expect girls like us to act a certain way. If we'd pissed him off at all he would have k...icked us out. Trust me." Oh," Alina said in a small voice."Besides," Heather laughed, "did you really want him to last much longer? Believe me he could have gone on for another thirty minutes. Saying those things to you, being 'mean' to you as you put it, sent him over the edge. Aren't you glad he ended so early, or would you have preferred to. It might help, it might not. shall we find out?'And with that we swapped places. Geoff took a seat on the kitchen chair, and leaned over to a drawer, retrieving a foil packet. I held and gently stroked his long, thick shaft as he unfurled the condom down as far as it would go. It didn't even reach the bottom of his shaft. He really was big.I reached into my jeans pocket to get my small bottle of lube, and even though I had used copious amounts before slipping my plug in, I knew that more was. Bruce had mentioned her to me but both of our jaws dropped when we saw her tonight. At work she dresses and acts like a man. But damn does she fix up well. From across the room, she caught my eye as she turned her body, walking away from me but holding that sexy eye contact for a few seconds, inviting me to watch her and possibly follow. She approached the hors d’oeuvres table and slowly bent over, carefully revealing her pussy to me. She turned back around, knowing we were watching. It is. Things were pretty tense at the dinner table that night, and the women did not have a clue. Ron was beet-red, and hyperventilating. I was pale and shaky. “A little difference of opinion,” I told the women. “We’re still friends. Right, Ronnie?” Bending low over his plate, he muttered, “Yeah.”This had happened on a Friday, and we didn’t see much of Ron or Patty over the weekend, although we certainly heard them. Apparently he was attempting to prove to himself that he really was still a man. I’d.