She worked it deep, carefully training my cock. Before long she had the while thing in, less and inch to hold on to. She placed her cute little finger... on the tip of the rod and pushed it all the way in despite my muffled cries. It felt good and bad at the same time and I was freaked out that it would be stuck. But upon removal of her finger the whole thing slid out quickly and rattled onto the floor. My cock twitched and stiffened. She laughed and gave some more light ball slaps. I enjoyed. “Hi Steve!” Julia spoke to me in her soft sensual female tone. “Hi!” I replied, after a moment of taking in the vision before me. My mother turned back to Julia. “Okay, you have my number in case of an emergency?” she asked. “Yes, but don’t worry. I’m sure Steve and I will be fine. You two go and have fun!” she told my mother.My mother walked over to me, give me a huge hug which made me feel uncomfortable in front of Julia. “You be a good son alright. I’ll phone you when we get there!” She left. Rita. The Black woman stood tall, resolute. On the other side of her were two teenagers, both sixteen or so. The one with red hair and blue eyes trembled, clutching herself. “Keily,” she groaned.The other, a brunette with round breasts, looked excited, her hands on her hips, standing in a pose that reminded me of a cheerleader. If she had a pleated skirt and pompoms, she would be strutting herself on the sports field.Her futa-dick thrust hard from her shaved pussy, a triangle of soft, brown fur. I didn’t want him to feel tortured so I decided that I would bring him off in the next few strokes.I couldn’t help teasing him just a little bit more so I held his cock up straight with my left hand, and once again just caressed the tip lightly with my thumb and forefinger. I’ve used this technique many times before and it hasn’t failed yet, so I was pretty certain that I didn’t need to do much more than just tickle him like this.As I slid my left hand slowly up and down his shaft and gently.