" Ok begin." He stroked. "Stop!" He dropped his hand to his side. "Go." He stroked. "Stop!" He stopped again. He was hoping that she would let ...im stroke just a few moments longer, he knew he could cum if she did, and he was getting desperate to cum.She continued the torture for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only a short time. She could see his tension, his frantic need to cum. Finally, when she felt he'd sufferred enough, she remained silent, watching as he stroked and. 'Men do it when they cant get a fuck', she extrapolated her knowledge, 'their cocks want pussy, get hard, and shoot cum all over the place', she continued, realizing she had my attention.'Cum', I queried, 'Yes', she replied with an exasperated edge to her voice. She took out a cigarette and lit it, so grown-up we thought, and her eyes squinted when the acrid smoke blew back onto her chiselled, angular features.Frida was a beauty, her long blond mane, always looked shaggy and feminine, her eyes. "``````````"Nobody wears panties on vibrator day, do they?" I said.``````````Again, she laughed.``````````Under cover of the kitchen table, I reached down and straighten out an uncomfortable kink. "I think you just gave me a hard-on," I said.She smiled to herself.``````````Moments passed in silence, and more moments. Tracy dipped a tapered fingertip into her Irish coffee and drew something on the Formica table top.It was an erect penis with balls. She dipped her finger again and added. The line of her bust was prominent enough behind her own tee shirt that her parents silently endorsed her decision to wear loose fitting shirts as much as she wanted to. Her body was a little curvier than Kacey's was. Of course, Sam was a little over an inch taller than Kacey, and outweighed her by about ten pounds.Either way, both of the teenage girls standing before Mrs. Thomas were strikingly beautiful. There was no denying that fact. They were growing up, and growing into extremely.