I didn't care if the neighbors heard it, I was never afraid to show my sexuality, and I never will be. I would quickly bring out my 7 1/2 inch dick an... stroke it to climax. On days that my parents didn't have work, I would simply wait until it was time to shower, and bring my laptop in the bathroom. It was simple, and I'm sure my parents didn't know what I was doing. Oh yeah, my parents. I had always been one on the kinky side. I have tried every different masterbation technique out there at. Her dad stood there, watching my dick sliding in and out of his daughter’s soaked pussy as she went from orgasm to orgasm until I let her knew I was getting close.Now I see why people prefer to have frosted, or at least textured, glass in areas where someone might happen to walk up with a crotch-eye view.He hurried back toward the shop but looked around as Sue let out a long moan as we came together, and then I let my slimy, rock hard, dick slip out of her. I saw him looking through the door as. Said – I am doing it for the first time, don’t know whether you will like it or not. I told her to go ahead.Her soft lips and warm mouth were doing a magic on me. I thought I will cum immediately. I told her to get up and removed her salvar. She was oozing out bad wet with her vaginal juices. I caught her and raised her legs with my hand. Placed my cock on her pussy lips and gave her a gentle stroke. A cry came from her mouth. I sealed her lips with mine. She had to bear the pain. It was her. When I finally let myself out of the toilet stall, a few of theguys slapped me on the back or punched me in the shoulder, so I tookthat as a sign they were cool with me. And Mark put an arm around myshoulder and gave me a little squeeze, which I guessed was his physicalway of saying 'no hard feelings'. Did I ever say I got tingles down myspine sometimes?Mom was there shortly afterwards to pick up me and Kath. On the way homewe relived the day's events, both agreeing that it was a day.