"I saw June throw a knife in New York. It was just a demonstration, but it scared me. She also knocked down a drunk that was ready to hit me. The last...time I was at the range, I couldn't tell Mary's and June's targets! They both shoot nearly perfect with both hands!" June is still the woman that loves to lay on you and rub herself to sleep."I laughed softly. Aimee had a way of pointing those sort of things out. I had taken to calling June "Inchworm" as a pillow name due to the way her butt. I reached down and flicked my aroused swollen clit which caused me to exhale in sharp ragged breaths.In and out I thrust Sam all the while rubbing and pinching my clit sending spasms of electricity coursing throughout my heaving body. Time and time again I rose to the point of orgasm and each I maddeningly stopped just short of the prize each time.Sweat bathed my breasts and the satin sheets were soaked, then thrown aside as I thrashed on the bed with Sam in one hand and my breasts or my clit. I was horny and riled up with too much sexual energy to just fall asleep. As I lay there, eyes closed, I started to fantasize about my earlier days, back in my late teens, when I was almost as frustrated sexually as I was this evening.I had a "girlfriend" at that time, and she was insatiable - except when it came to having actual sex. She thought about it constantly, but never acted on it with me or any other living person besides herself. I swear that every minute we spent together in person,. We sat down with Gail between Freddy and me. There was a table in front of us with drinks. Terry stood off to the side and took off her skirt. She walked over to the side of the bed and looked at Sal.Her hand went down to her pussy, and she started slowly rubbing up and down its length. He slowly got off the bed and told her to stay put. He walked slowly around her without touching her to stand behind. He reached around and grabbed her tits in each hand, and I watched as he squeezed them hard..