"Hullo," she said, holding out a hand, "I'm Loraine Turner. I'm pleased to meet the man who has made such an impression on my daughter." There were de...finitely a number of subscripts in that statement."She's a remarkable and very special young lady," I commented as neutrally as I could manage. "I think she's had as much effect on my life as I have had on hers." I left a very long pause, watching her face, and then added "For example, if it wasn't for Jenni, I wouldn't have met my fiancée."I'm. How could Dean be so stubborn not to see her havingher way was what was best for the relationship? It would lead to peaceand harmony.How could her Boo expect both sides to give in? There would bedisagreements, when neither one would back down. It had to be one persongets their way. If Heather only knew that figuring out who wanted, orneeded, to have their decision be the one, was the way to get aroundthat, tonight would have never happened.Heather went against her best judgement and decided to. "Let's give her a wank," someone said. And a hand started to jill my clit. There were more than one hand, fingers on my tummy and with my eyes shut tight and biting my lip I tried, but couldn't control the sounds of pleasure escaping my mouth. My sounds seemed to excite them all the more as I was masturbated by more than one hand; the orgasms poured out of me one after the other. They let go my arms and legs and slowly the crowd around me started to disperse, for a moment I just lay there not. “Aahh…” was all I could groan. Spreading the dripping oil on my scrotum and testicles, with one hand she pushed down on the base of my manhood and jewels, while continuing her work with the other on the tip of my cock. As I glanced at her efforts, my erection seemed huge. I was reaching a point of no return and soon said, “I’m going to lose it soon!” Jen put both hands to my rod and firmly stroked in unison as cum erupted, dripping on her fingers and my loins. Spent and sweaty, we agreed to.