He was trying to get out of what his bravado had gotten him into. She knew she was wet enough for him to slide in but his dick head was so big it would take a significant push to get him inside her. Charles put his lips to her backside and kissed the left hip pocket of her jeans. “Good grief!” Kevin said, “don’t break my dick!” Kevin grabbed Debby’s butt and pulled her cheeks apart. His stoned brain appreciated the sight of a man and woman fitting together so naturally and that it gave them such great pleasure to do this thing he was watching. Debby knew that. Charles reached between her legs and grasped the button of her jeans and twisted till it came loose. It did taste like Debby. Debby felt Kevin’s erection bump her butt. It did taste like Debby. They were watching a nature program on TV, sitting on the couch. His brain was now largely ceremonial: his dick was running the show. Debby said, “Oof! Kevin thought, ‘she’s full of my cum.’ Charles is weird, he thought. In spite of himself Charles got an erection. Debby was supposed to dare Charles and he would act like it was no big deal.
