She pumped it a few times, her other hand cradling his hot, young balls.“See, Karen,” Sarah murmured. “You can’t stop touching him. You have t...o feel his cock, don’t you? Go ahead, feel his cock and play with it and jack on it. It’s going up your cunt soon, you know?”“Yes,” Karen breathed softly. “Oh, yes it is!”“Why not now?” Sarah said.“Yes, right now!” As Karen leaned back, Sarah lifted her legs, pushing her sister’s nyloned knees to her chest, her cunt vulnerable to Jimmy’s raging hard-on.. Wendy, like Karen, was a teacher, so we all had lots in common to talk about. Our friendship continued to grow as we saw them for several weeks.We had reached the point that we were dancing with each other’s ladies, grinding our bodies together on the dance floor and making out as we danced slow dances.One week, while dancing with each other’s lady, Karen came over to me and said that Frank had invited us back to their home for a drink and to get more acquainted. She said that she wanted to go,. He continued to tease her, cupping her breast in his hand and tweaking her nipple through the flimsy fabric of her dress. He stood and began to remove his shirt, slowly, button by button, enjoying her reaction as she saw his ripped torso. She reciprocated and slid her dress over her head, getting off on his gasp of approval. She lay back, letting him admire the black lace basque, stockings and suspenders. She reached for him and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them over his hips and letting them. He had a shower shot already connected and I rinsed out. I had already done it before I left the house but it couldn't hurt. I came back into the dining room completely naked and he was setting up the sling. He told me to kneel and I did. I sat there stroking my cock and brushing over my smooth hole he assembled the sling. After he was done putting it up He walked over to me and slipped a heavy leather hood onto my head. There was only hole and that was for my mouth. He promptly filled it up.