Stirs, but not woke

Daphne shifted her body and lifted her head slightly. Tom moved his hands as she rested her head on his upper thigh by his hip. His fully erect seven inch dick was now pointing right at her face. He looked at Jo, who was looking hungrily at his dick, they looked at each other, then both looked down at Daphne asleep.

"What the fuck?" Tom mouthed silently to Jo.

Jo gave Tom an innocent look, made the five dollar footlong motion with her hands, and then mimed sucking a dick with her mouth.

Tom would have been more entertained by Jo's naked pantomimes and subsequent jiggling tits, but his hard on was INCHES FROM DAPHNE'S SLEEPING FACE!?!

Tom was horny as hell but having serious second thoughts about this whole thing. That's when Jo leaned over and slowly moved the blanket away from Daphne's torso. Jo's tits were hanging forward in a way that gave them a tear drop shape with nipples pointing forward. His cock rocked forward to gently kiss Daphne's chin with a wet precum kiss.

"Shit," he whispered and pushed his dick away from her face. A thin sticky stream of the clear fluid, visible by fire light, was still connected chin to dick.

Jo reflexively moved a hand to her breast and pulled softly at her left nipple with a quiet but audible moan.

This time prepared, Tom intercepted his cock before it made contact with Daphne's chin. However, gravity sent a thick bead of clear fluid down the still connected stream since his cock was slightly higher than her chin. Jo clinched her teeth and pulled more aggressively at her erect nipple.

Tom closed his eyes. He had to get his mind off of Jo's fucking amazing body, her insistent nipple pulling, and a half naked Daphne on his lap. Think about Daphne waking up to a cock in the face. Think about Angie and Chad catching them. Think about Man-bear or his wife getting up to go to the bathroom or them being serial killers... Slight control came over his brain as he fought the urge to cum all over Daphne's face.

He opened his eyes and Jo was watching his clear precum dribble from his dick to Daphne's chin. He made himself look at Daphne's towel covered body. Tom didn't think he'd get another shot at this so he made his move.

Tom tugged at the top of the towel where it was tucked in above her breasts. This must have gotten Jo's attention and she assisted in moving the towel from Daphne's splayed legs. This time Tom had to stop as the bottom of the towel shifted over her toned thighs. He swallowed hard as the towel moved slowly past the curve of her hips and tight ass under her pink panties.

Tom had to hold his rod or have it hit Daphne again. More fluid oozed down, this time a glob landed on Daphne's bottom lip. Jo moaned at the sight of her sleeping friend's sticky wet chin and lip, possibly louder than anticipated.

A rustling sound behind Jo made both of them freeze, again...