" What's that, Tammy?" We were talking about boys the other day, and we found out neither one of us had ever seen a man masturbate."Well, there were a...few hard blinks from yours truly at that point, but my voice, thankfully, was steady as I replied. "And you'd like me to . . ." If you wouldn't mind?"I looke at the two. Tammy was small, brunette and shaped like a wet-dream. Penny was tall, blonde, a beach babe from Clearwater, Florida. I'd never been with either of them, I had them in my "too. ....But you are the only one to come out and rub your pussy," she smiled. She went down before me and began to kiss my legs. Her lips were soft and sweet and the warm air of her breath made my head spin. "I overheard y'all talking in the workroom," she said as she kissed my already dripping pussy. It nearly drove my crazy. "I heard what you wanted.......sexually." Her tongue was outlining my pussy and driving my crazy. I grab the chair arms and wanted more. Right now I felt extremely kinky. I. He smiled at her words.“And you know this how?” he said.“Jenna. Said she came over when she was there last week. They were very friendly. Jenna, is happy for him or so she told me,” said Stacey.“Hmm, interesting, I guess. I mean I never expected that he would go forever without a woman. But that woman? Weird,” he said.“No weirder than you and me,” said Stacey, “and in point of fact maybe not as weird.”“I don’t know,” he said,” it’s just a very strange situation, coincidence.”“Well, it is that,”. I was surprised by the feeling of fresh air that seemed to be breezing by my face. When my head was inside it actually felt kind of spacious for what you would normally imagine the backside of a basement wall to be but it was pitch black in there so I pulled my head out and went to get a flashlight. Once I shined a light in there I was amazed at the size of the space and it looked like it was an access crawl space that was used for maintenance at one time. The house itself was a large craftsman.