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He took his pants off too, and sat there in his underwear. And that is when I noticed the big bulge in his underwear.” “He was hard?” I asked. �...�No, he was not. But the bulge, even without an erection is very…..substantial. I kept painting, but I couldn’t resist peeking at his bulge. Which he noticed. He asked me if I wanted to see more, and I said no.” “Did you?” I asked. “Well.” Shilpa said, “I said no the couple of times at least. Anyway, after that he started pestering me to take my t-shirt. Both figurative and literally.I was lying on something hard and cold. I rolled over slowly, finding that to be very difficult.I slowly realized that I was inside a huge concrete drainage tube.“Hey, are you OK? You’ve been out for a while.” The soft voice asked.I looked over my shoulder to see the blond woman staring at me intently.“Uhm, I think so? Where are we?” I asked.“There’s a storm drain under the hill. I’ve, uhm, been here for a little bit. You rolled down the hill. It scared the hell. I pulled it over my head and then pointed Ryan’s dick at mom. “Hi mom, want some?”She smiled. “Thanks, I just ate.” Just then I saw Tim over her shoulder. He was smiling and reached around her and put his hands over hers where they were working her pussy. She started grinding back against him. I heard Ryan breathe, “Oh, wow.”I figured if mom and Tim were going to show off like that, Ryan and I could put on a little show of our own. “C’mon Ryan, show mom how you like to fuck my butt.” I grabbed. It also crossed my mind that this was the nearest I had ever come to one of those private fantasies of mine (which I may tell you about later) I’d had very little to drink during the meal as I knew I would be driving later but soon I found myself feeling a bit tipsy as a second, then a third glass of wine was poured for me. Then, as Ken continued merrily chatting away and sharing stories and jokes with the group I froze as I felt a hand on my leg. It was Paul. As Ollie continued with the.
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