Her pussy was creaming and her nipples were hard as she began to come once more, whimpering, "coming, coming, oh fuck, coming." She opened her eyes wh...n she heard the crackle of dry leaves. She looked up and saw her CO, Capt. Billings, standing there, looking down at her, with a hard cock in hand. He was stroking it as he smiled at her. She quickly twisted around, onto her hands and knees, presenting her pussy from the read. Her ass was round and fine, and Ashley heard the leaves rustling as. Monday morning started another day at college. I was going to school to be a mechanic, so that one day I could open up a garage with Justin. We plan on specializing in muscle cars only. I had just got up and was getting ready to get into the shower when I heard a shit load of yelling and screaming out in the hallway. I thought to myself, sounds like JJ, my little brother might need some help. I open the door long enough to see that JJ and Justin were in fist fight over some chick, I’ll let them. Which he had, but never, ever to climax. His reasoning being that he "couldn't help himself" couldn't just stand or sit there jerking off with her so easily and readily available."Take it out and play with it for me," she told Scott. "Let me see you stroke it while I touch myself."In her mind, he did, as she did. She smiled knowing that he was enjoying every bit as much the tease of her clit as she rolled the smooth tiny surface with her fingertip. The baby-oil not really necessary as aroused. Can you believe that?” “You have? Well, after you got so flustered at my introduction, I was beginning to wonder,” she said with that devilish little twinkle coming out in her smile. “Do you want to go for a Coke or something?” I asked. “I was hoping for something a little stronger than a Coke,” she answered in a whimsical tone. “But it’s only 3 in the afternoon,” I said mockingly. “That means it’s after 6 o’clock somewhere and it’s time for a cool one,” she replied. “Well, I’ve got plenty of.