Kayla and Tracy

Suzie glanced down at the semi-hard cobra in Tracy’s pants, then at the
form-fitting sweatshirt she had on.

“So you want to Stanford, huh?”

“Yeah, unfortunately. We’re getting our asses kicked in football this year
though. Where have you gone John Elway!” Kayla said with a laugh. “But if
you’re wondering, they’re really…expensive. Want a feel?”

Suzie replied by lifting up the bottom of Kayla’s sweatshirt with one hand
and reaching under with the other. She pawed all around one of Kayla’s
breasts, feeling the resilient softness and the slightly hardening nipple.
She then felt her hand being guided down to Kayla’s leg, where she felt her
workout buddy’s dick grow firmer and longer with each guided stroke. Her
eyes trailed down to the leg, lingering for a bit before Kayla slowly
extricated her hands off of her and stood before her. Kayla then pulled
down her pants with little fanfare, her hardening dick spring out a bit to
her gaze as her open mouth went dry.

“So,,” Kayla said as she looked over her tits at her gym friend. “Like
what you see?”

Suzie reached up and gently touched the thick shaft hanging out in front of
her. She held it straight out with one hand and gently stroked with the
other.

Kayla in response just glared at her wordlessly, and Suzie barely placed
the tip inside of her mouth. Slowly, but surely, she took more of her dick
into her mouth, even swirling around her tongue on the tip, eliciting a
giggle. Kayla gently stroked her friend’s hair, moaning as she felt her
tip and a few inches of her shaft slide in and out of Suzie’s mouth as she
got progressively more erect.

“Ooh, it’s growing nicely I see,” Tracy said as she plopped down next to
Suzie on the couch. “Why don’t you try and take more of it down your
throat?”

Suzie disengaged from the dick in her mouth and replied to Tracy, “I don’t
know how to put this, but your, um, girlfriend is literally twice the size
of my husband. Do you have any idea of what that’s like?”