We all sat down for dinner, Tracy and Tom across from Jen and I. Tracy and I were playing footsie throughout diner. She would run her toes up my thigh... brushing my balls through my pants. Jen and I would occasionally reach under the table and give each other a little fondle. She wasn't wearing any panties and had jacked her skirt up enough that I could fondle her bald cunt lips a little, slipping my finger into her cum drenched hole.I felt Tracy's foot on my balls just as Jen was reaching over. ”“You think?” Damon asked with a raised eye-brow. “And you need to work more. How’s Albatros coming?”“Seriously? Are we going to talk about work?” Tristan shot back.Damon sighed and placed the i-pad on the coffee table. Then he twisted in the seat, sliding one bent leg in between them so that he faced Tristan directly. God he wanted to lick those lips so bad.“Okay what do you want to talk about?”“What do you mean, what do I want to talk about? I want to understand this. Are you gay? Am I? What. More

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