So, I decided to take a look at this forbidden zone and let myself in, making my way to the furthest stall and locking the door.Trouser at knee and un...uttoned to the neck, I began the ritual of stretching the remains of my clipped foreskin fully back and watching as my cock thickened and its head engorge. Gentle squeezing of my buttocks combined with light thrusting of my hips, soon had me fully erect, with bulging veins and throbbing glans.The outside door hinges squealed and footsteps echoed. I would be making far above the average wage of new college grads in the area. Because of my goal, I was also taking a heavy load through the state university's internet based extension classes.I suppose it was a good thing that we didn't have any kids yet, although I've wanted some since we first got married.Tammy didn't want kids yet; she said she wanted to explore all of her career opportunities before she settled down with kids. I could understand her feelings, since now that I was free of. No way I can wait more than that….i just holded my dick and started jerking and pulled my foreskin towards downwards and hold it tightly to increase pressure and erectness still more…which was awesome…then I released and when I started masturbating and popped out of the balcony I couldn’t see nobody and found a man going in to that house Then I myself assumed that he might be her dad…really missed…but didn’t stopped masturbating, thinking of her boobs and ass I just masturbated two times. I laughed and thought that Dave had put his ‘I want to get laid’ tape in too early in the evening. I’d have to ask him about that at some point.Wen and I danced to the song, though I had to be careful with the sword hanging at my side, even though it was in a scabbard. When the song finished, Wen asked for one more dance. I was afraid of what Dave had next and just laughed when Marvin Gaye’s Sexual Healing came on. Wen laughed.“Who made this tape?” she asked.“Dave, I think. The guy over there.