First-person View Of A Steamy Threesome Handjob Session

His hands, given full license by Julie, quickly recorded her curves, more pronounced than Sam’s, her thighs (to Julie’s gasps) slightly fuller than Sam’s slender ones, and, 20 minutes after their start, the fullness of her breasts (larger, firmer, his brain categorized and recorded) and at this Andy and Julie were spot on Sam’s predicted timing. As Andy cupped, fondled, lightly squeezed Julie’s breasts her breathing now became panting, her moans (like Sam’s, he thought, but somehow deeper) coming more and more frequently. For reasons he couldn’t understand and had no time to consider, Andy was relieved that she hadn’t dressed up for the occasion, his memories of her sexy summer dresses of the weekend before clear in his mind. Sam heard Andy’s unmistakable gasp and “Julie, my god, what are…” and then his groan.