Sarah looked down and smiled, cupping his balls and stroking his shaft from root to tip. “Beautiful, I will take that as a compliment,” She admired, in hushed tones. “I can hardly wait to feel that inside me.”
Tom took the hand she held out to him and she led him to the bed. Sitting on the edge, still in her brief clothes, she pulled him down to join her. He placed one hand on her naked thigh, the other he slipped beneath her top.
They sat there side by side feeling each-others bodies like new lovers, Tom’s cock sat expectantly, engorged and pointing at the wall. He helped Sarah remove her top and then she stood and he removed her shorts.
Tom lay fully back on the bed his prick resting on his front and the tip reaching his belly button. Jane climbed on the bed and sat astride him. In her squat he could see the darkest point, the point he must re-enter.
She held his cock in her grasp. “Come, be inside me son, I need you in there.” She lifted his cock up and without fuss stretched his dick skin back and let the purple tipped shaft enter her.
The evening was now complete for Tom and Sarah, because even if they never came tonight, this was the start of something that would be only theirs and, it turned out, a gift from her best friend.