My hand slid down below his balls and I inserted a finger. He rolled a little bit spread his legs wide and moaned in his throat. Finding his prostate... was easy and massaging it made him even more excited. A second finger went in as easily as the first, he had done this before I am quite sure.He leaned back on the sofa opened his arms and said: “Fuck me.” How could I refuse. Earlier had bought a package of ribbed lubricated condoms, slipped one on. His ass was in the air his legs spread wide. I wish it was me that was making her moan with ecstasy. With my hand moving faster and faster along its shaft, and the other hand caressing my testicles, I look back at the beautiful woman pleasuring herself in front of me. Her fingers are moving faster. In and out. Deeper and deeper. Now with her other hand on the inside of her thighs. Her back is arched. Her eyes are closed. Moaning, and biting her lower lip. Her fingers glisten with her juices. Which, by now, I can faintly smell. While she. We all sat and drank into the evening i was getting hard just sitting with them. My mrs got out to use the toilet and as she went in my sister-in-law turned to me and said have you got a hard on yet? I gulped and kind of laughed and said what? She looked towards the window to the bathroom and said my sister is sexy you should be hard for her. Of course by now i was absolutely rock solid, next thing i know my sister-in-law pulls down her top, her large tits getting splashed by the water almost. I woke up a few hours later to a text from one of my besties, Charlotte, wanting to know if I’d go with her to this little bar we visit from time to time that was classier than our normal college hangout bar. I said yeah and we agreed that since this was not our usual place, we did not have to leave early to reserve a booth. Charlotte and I decided to head out around 8:00 or 9:00 PM. This would give a normal dinner crowd time to leave and leave the bar open for guys who were alone and drinking..