He leaned against the kitchen table and laughed. "Did you see the way she kept grinding up against me? I couldn't beat her off with a stick." How do y...ou know?" I stacked the last plate in the draining board and spun around, leaning back against the sink and crossing my arms over my chest. He hadn't been finished, I could tell by the way his brows drew down as he looked at me, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to respond to that comment. I raised my eyebrows. "You didn't bother trying to. "I want your dick so bad!" she said as she unzipped my pants and started pulling them down. When she pulled down my pants she seemed nervous, when she saw the that my penis was hard and pressing against my boxers trying to get out. When she finally pulled down my boxers she was astounded when my 8 inch dick flew out and slapped her in the face. She giggled trying to hide her embarrassment and her excitement. She grabbed my dick with both of her tiny hands, holding it infront of her face. I. No, Cleo's was gray, so Eddie, I think he said was granite.I pulled off my sweaty work shirt. My own Amber, which looked very close to Scott's, but lighter, and more yellow tinged. I stepped out of my panties and tossed them to the hamper. It seemed there was no pattern for handing out the keys. Women handed them to both men and women and so did men. Yet it wasn't just a matter of introductions, or I'd have one from Erica and Belinda and countless others.I pulled off my bra and headed to the. She gently pleaded with me but I refused. " That is a shame 'cus the girls legs would look great in these." She pulled her dress up once again. Her stocking-ed thighs aroused my penis instantly. She noticed it pushing against the flimsy covers these Brits have on their beds. A wicked smile appeared on her face and she came over to me. She knelt-down next to my bed and putting her hand under the covers she reached for my cock. She was kissing me wetly as she stroked it. My hand pulled her.