I peeked through slitted eyes and there it was, right in front of me, the outline of that cock in his boxers. It was a ridge that ran on an angle over... to where a pocket would be if it wasn’t his underwear. The bulbous head jerked upward. I still didn’t say anything.Suddenly, he reached in and hauled everything out. The log of vein-bulging flesh rose and fell in slow, lumbering jerks. It was growing. His massive, hairy balls were heavy, hanging over the elastic waistband. He inched closer. A. I clenched around his fingers, coating it with my juices. Once I came down from my orgasm, he pulled his finger out and licked it clean.I looked down at his crotch to see his pants were painfully tight. Using my feet, I pushed down his sweat pants, taking his boxers with them. His length slapped up against his stomach, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from it, seeing the tip already coated with pre-cum. He gripped his cock and rubbed it up and down my pussy lips, making me moan, feeling my. "I did like he wanted as we enter the room. We could see the bed and Brenda in it quite clearly. She was still lying on her side in the middle of the bed just like I had left her a few minutes earlier. All at once Jack got out of his clothes, he was completely naked and I could see that he already had an erection. This made me very angry, but before I could say or do anything he climbed in bed next to Brenda on the spot where I had been lying a short while earlier. Even as I watched them, I saw. While he waited, Steve’s mind moved on from their first threesome with Pat onto a warm July, Saturday night. Sally had arranged for him to come to her place, have a meal and stay the night. However there had been something odd in her insistence on the timing of the date when normally she was very easy going about such details. Steve was staying late at work on the Friday night to sort some stuff out so was still at his desk when Sally came to say ‘bye’.“Don’t be late on Saturday,” she said,.