Did she know that I had seen her fingering herself? Had she maybe even done it for me? Or had I just caught her in private situations? As my wife and ...my colleague were chatting away about football in Barcelona (my wife is quit interested in football and my colleague is originally from Barcelona), Rachel rose and left the table. She wanted to move around a little she said. Felt better for her back now with the extra burden in her belly. I thought about her, what she could be doing in the nearby. Do you just like my avatar and think to yourself, "hey, that'd be a cool avatar to have on my wall. Next to all my dick friends." --Do you have mostly dick friends? Hmmm? What, do you think I'M a dick?! I HAVE a dick, but I'm not one. I'm a nice dick. I like to talk before I fuck with you. If you're a guy I don't want to fuck with you at all. I'm not that kind of guy! I like to fuck with girls. I mean, I LIKE girls. I don't like guys. --Well, I don't DISLIKE guys, but I don't fuck. He stayed behind her on one knee and began to rub the tip of his cock on her ass. It was much bigger than his thumb so he knew to go slowly and let her ready herself. She rocked back and forth, sliding the masseur's cock in and out of her fiery pussy as Miles continued to rub the end of his cock on her lubed rear. It started to slip in just a tiny bit as she seemed to relax herself there. She slid to and fro now with one cock pumping in and out of her pussy and the other getting about halfway. “C’mon Julie, you know you want it, the way you look at me when you think no one is watching, all doe eyes and wet knickers...anyway, from what I have just been reading you like a big cock and don’t mind who gives it to you, the more the merrier” he said, pulling at the knot of her belt until he held both ends in his big hands. “Adam, just fuck off, this has gone far enough, get out and I’ll say nothing more about it, just leave me alone” Shaking his head he just smiled. “I don’t think so, I.