Now that I fully understood how Erin really felt about me, should I continue with my plan to help my friend live out some of her wilder fantasies, kno...wing that I’d be far closer to the mark than I’d ever really intended, or should I dial them back to more ?vanilla? activities so it’d be easier for her to make a clean break when the time inevitably came? As I stared down at my friend, trying to decide on the best course of action, one, final, half-choked, stuttering whimper shook itself loose. "Are you going to let me prove it or not?" she asked, batting her eyes at him.In stunned silence, William unzipped his fly, at that magical sound, Rhonda, in what surely was a pavlovian response, flicked her eyes down, and her mouth started watering in anticipation of man meat.He reached into the baggy pants and pulled out his prong. Rhonda's eyes flipped back up to his face. "I was hiding MY light under a bushel?" she asked, incredulously. "You're packing a pocket torpedo and no one knows. There were a fewof them.Terry sat on a sofa trying to stay out of everyones way and not attractattention. He was very frightened and uncomfortable with all of thesecollege boys. What would they do if they found out he was a boy. Hewasn't sure but some high profile homicide cases came to mind.Brian sat beside him and began kissing and groping terry. He felthumiliated but Brian said, "don't be frightened. I am here to protectyou. They wont find out as long as I am here." So Terry sat. I got to feel your butt, so it's only fair," she said. She then added, "A word of advice, try to make eye contact, don't talk to the boobs of the women out there."She lifted her breasts upwards, pointing her nipples at my face, and said, "See, there aren't any eyes down here."As I applied lotion to her breasts, I savoured the moment. I lifted them, feeling their weight. They were so large; my hands couldn't reach around their circumference. I reached underneath them and applied lotion. I gently.