They bounced around the bed for quite a while then he obviously had his orgasm. He lay on top of Kim for a while afterward until she said, "Okay, that...'s enough."The guy got up and started dressing. He was blocking the camera again and I was still having trouble hearing what he was saying to Kim. It sounded like he said, "Same time next week?"Then Kim said, "I'll mark it on my calendar." When the guy was fully dressed he left. The rest of the tape was made up of shots of Kim walking around in. ‘I’m here to pick up a tank.’ ‘Hmph. Change your mind?’ ‘Actually yeah.’ ‘You don’t know much more about tanks than you do about living things, do you?’ ‘No.’ And that was the beginning of the end. Jack didn’t talk much but he didn’t do well to hide his excitement. He led me to the tanks, and at the end of the whole ordeal, I settled on a 200 gallon. Sure you’re probably thinking I’m crazy, and this is a rash decision, but it’s what my dad’s note said and I wasn’t gonna screw around. To be. Jason could do nothing as his erection jumped to life, and would have gasped if he could when the second finger entered him, both hitting his prostate. He could feel no pain, but the pleasure was almost unbearable: a torture of unimaginable proportions. So focused was he on his own struggles, that he didn’t notice when every one of them finished undressing, until the women put their fingers in his open mouth and used the spit as lubricant for wanking him off. The fact that his saliva was. I couldn’t tell if Stacey and John were just having sex or if they had something deeper between them. They seemed very comfortable with each other but not like they were in love. Still, you could tell by the occasional stroke of a hand or a look that they had hot chemistry. We had some drinks before dinner and more during. John and I actually didn’t drink as much since we were going to drive but the girls got to work and made up the difference. Heather and Stacey, especially after the.