That's what it's called when you have sex with someone on-line by writing messages. Cyber-fucking.Inside an hour Carol, and whoever it was talking to ...er, got to the point they were typing "A-h-h-h-h-h-h," to indicate they'd reached a climax.The next evening Carol asked me, "Honey, can I play along with these guys?" I realized she wanted to masturbate at the same time she Cybered."Sure honey. Go ahead. I'll just sit over here and watch," I told her.She got a funny look on her face and said, "I. He told me to buckle into the middle seat in back. He turned and watched. Then we left the parking garage. We drove for about twenty minutes. Nothing was said, I was shaking and my cock was shriveled up with fear. He pulled into a small brick house up to the garage. He unlocked the door and was told to go push it up for him to pull in. I did so.Then I was instructed to be silent as we entered. I followed him into the back of the house. I heard a TV on in the living room through the kitchen we. ‘How are you affording this?’ He asked. ‘Very easily. I saved and saved for years. Both from the states and here. And also living here is a lot cheaper then in the states. Its mine, its comfortable and it fits me. Its 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. A nice living room and dining area. I also have the formal rooms as well.’ I told him. ‘Good god girl, you have done well for yourself.’ He said as we walked in. I had done the place in blues, purples and gold’s, and it looked great and fit me. "I really need to get over that," I muttered to myself."Get over what?" Shit! Alice what the fuck are you doing?!" I yelled whilst trying to cover my cock, 8" long and 1.5" thick. Being handsome wasn't the only reason why girls liked me and my brother. She gasped, her eyes wide at the sight of my meat. She said, in a slow, monotonous voice, her eyes locked on my crotch, "I was just going to congratulate you on the speech you gave. The men are happy Sarge is gone." She suddenly realised that she.