I took my hands from her breasts and gripped her hips, pulling her to me, giving her as much cock as I could. I wanted her to equate a full bowel wit... the pleasure she was experiencing.“Whew, that was intense,” Sally said. “You liked?” I asked.“I’m not sure like is the right word. Some of it hurt and some of it made me feel like I was flying, but whatever, it was an experience.”I was still in her and still hard. I withdrew then leaned forward and kissed her before gently turning her and. And it went on and on… She often included with her pictures small paragraphs on what she would like me to do to her and how she would like to be fucked. I always came so fast during my fap sessions as I imagined how awesome it would be to finally have a taste of her young and perfectly balanced body. But, theres more… Every time we were together, and I mean every single time (yes, that includes in front of our friends, of her parents, at school, in every public place we have been together), she. He said he had to sit downfor all functions, and just tried to manage. We drank quite a lot of wine, and got talking. I asked him if he was seeing anyoneand he said not (he was lying as it turned out). I asked him how he managed to masturbate! He was a bit shocked by the question. I admitted I had to do it daily,at least once. He'd got these tracksuit bottoms on, because the elasticated waist made iteasier to get them up and down. He said he hadn't been able so , since the injury, and this. I bit my lip, tried to stay in control by thinking of something else....anything else."You have to now, don't you?" he asked quietly.I closed my eyes tightly. "Yes"While my mind told me I'd gone nuts, my hand moved down my tummy on it's own, ignoring the part of my brain telling it to stop.I sighed as I cupped and squeezed the furry hump of my pussy, moving my hand down enough to catch my swollen clit between my fingers. I started the familiar squeezing and pulling motion, using my fingers and.