"Come on, Mike, get your dick out," Paula said."Come on, Mike, get your dick out," Paula said. Mike unfastened his suit and unzipped it. His dick sprang out through the opening into Paula's hand. "Wow," Paula gasped, wrapping her hand around it and sliding her fist up and down along the shaft. "Tom, this thing really is bigger than yours!" "How about it, Mike, would you really do almost anything to get hold of these tits?" Tom asked. "Well," Mike hesitated. "Maybe we had better explain," Paula said. "We have had this fantasy for some time, and this is the first time we have had a chance to live it out. Tom wants to watch me make it with another man. And I want to get thoroughly screwed while he watches. So, how about it? Are you willing to get it on with me while he watches?" Mike couldn't believe his ears. He hesitated. Then, putting all caution aside he said, "You bet!" "Great," Tom said. "Let's go back to the room where we won't be interrupted." Paula quickly pulled her bikini top up and retied it behind her neck, adjusting the two patches of cloth over her tits. Mike carefully zipped his bathing suit up over his hardon, struggling to accomplish this without injuring himself. "Come on, guys," Paula said, standing up. Tom and Mike both rose to their feet. "You guys are gonna have to carry your towels in front of you," she giggled. Mike and Tom headed for the elevator with Paula between them. In the elevator on the way up to their floor, Paula suddenly reached down and slid her hand behind Mike's towel. "Just checking to be sure it's still hard," she told him. |