I could tellMarcia was nervous. I was nervous, too, but I don't think it showed.Walt was cool though. He didn't seem nervous at all. He said a fewthin...s now and then but didn't mind just kicking back and listening tothe music He treated me like an adult, which I immediately held in hisfavor. He even got Marcia to loosen up. I noticed he didn't drink.We all shared fried mozzarella sticks. Walt ordered some gigantic burgerand a golden mountain of fries. Marcia and I ordered salads that lookedlike. The more she did it, the more I was getting lost in my own desires and I soon had my arse pointing upwards. Pressing her fingers against my prostate she flicked them rhythmically against it until I was cumming in a way I didn't know possible. Stream after stream seemed to leak out of my cock into her waiting hand. Hell, it wasn't even hard anymore. 'You want me to fuck you more?' She said, as she let my cum drip onto my hole and started massaging it in. 'Christ yeah!' I said, all taken over by. I struggle to contain a moan of loss as he pulls out right before I get off. Thank god our friends are exceptionally oblivious, or else I’m sure they would have noticed I start walking away, looking over my shoulder and make eye contact with my man, as I slip into the bathroom. A few minutes later, just as I’m sure he is about to not show, he eases open the door. I drop to my knees, and fish out his cock before going to town on him, slurping at his man meat. I stare up into his eyes, as I deep. Sharon gasped as she fished around in my shorts. She frowned and looked up at me with a "what the fuck?!" expression on her pretty face. She removed her hand and urged Ruth to have a feel. Ruth acted like she was picking a lucky dip and she gave a sort of squeak when she felt my growing thing."Oh my God, Angie, have a feel!" she urged her.Angie looked at her two friends. "What are you two on about?" Then she did the same and her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open in surprise. "Are you.
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