I may have already been rubbing and stroking my hardon in my pants and may have even started leaking pre-cum before I ever get to the point of actuall... stimulating my cock en route to a thunderous ejaculation. By the time I get to the actual masturbation session, I'm already well on the way to an orgasm. My balls are usually aching from the need to get off, and my mind's reeling with whatever sexual images and fantasies are fueling my arousal and my horniness.My personal masturbation sessions. I was supposed to be out at Red Hawk playing eighteen with the guys I usually golfed with, but I’d hurt my hand on Saturday and I couldn’t grip a club. I called Sam and told him that I wouldn’t be able to join them.I’m in the habit of getting up at four in the morning. The gym I belong to opens at five in the morning, but for some weird reason they don’t open until seven on Saturdays and Sundays. I’d gotten in the habit of getting up at four so I could be there when the doors opened at five in. Loose cotton pajamas. I've stopped wearing scrubs. No fly. My girls LIKE the fly. Carlita's hand dips into my fly. "Brindy," she giggles. "Look!" It's sooo cuuuute!" Brindy squeals. "For ME?"It's a silly game. I love being the toy. Brindy twists down and starts licking and sucking, little teasing things, while Lita works my balls out of the fly. Completing that task, they both attack me.Two female asses in the air, Brindy's softly rounded, Lita's almost pixie like, muscular. I desperately need. "Jill and I were planning to stay the night, but we can go to Lisa's house if you'd rather."Aunt Jane and Uhuru had let themselves slide off the floating mattress and Aunt Jane had come off to the edge of the pool and climbed out. Uhuru, embarrassed, stayed in the water."No, it's we who should go," offered Aunt Jane. "Uh, this is Uhuru M'Boto. He's my boyfriend." Oh, it's great to meet you, Uhuru," said Jill, trying to break the ice. "I'm Jill and this is my husband, Joe." Yes, Joe is my.