Meanwhile, Curt cupped Storm’s cock with his hands, his palms rubbing it so easy and tender, making Storm softly moan. His hands began at the sensitive top, and then continued all along the rod to the root where his balls waited. When Curt took them, he cupped them in his palm and played with them until he knew Storm was ready to come.
“Curt,” Storm said, “this is good, but I want your cock inside me.”
Suddenly, Curt began pumping faster, and as he came, he leaned against Storm’s back for a moment and said, “So do I, baby. Let’s go over to that ledge there, and you lean over it while I take your ass.”
“What if someone comes along and sees us?”
“They’ll have to wait their turn.”