We learned to masturbate.All girls go through the process of touching themselves "down there". You're curious. You do a little exploring. When you do ...ou discover that touching can feel good. In the outside world there's a lot of effort spent on making girls not do that. They only want sexual pleasure to come at the hands of a man. They don't put anywhere near that amount of effort on stopping boys from beting off; they know there's very little they can do to stop them. Girls, on the other. My cock kept veering towards its goal, and I kept holding it back and telling it to be patient. Good things cum to those who wait.Ah yes, harder, I remember now. Taking the paddle again, I whacked that precious bottom on each cheek even harder to a strange chorus of gurgling pain and pleasure from the delicious Emily.“Nearly there, girl?” I asked.“Sooo close,” I just heard in a voice that was so sexy they should bottle it and sell it for a fortune – forget Viagra, that was it.I couldn’t wait. Finding artifacts and piecing together the lives of people many generations past did interest me and give me satisfaction. It would also afford me the ability to travel the world and see many things most people would only dream of seeing in one lifetime, such as the Pyramids, Machu Pichu, Angor Wat, and other various culture wonders. The current project was far less spectacular than any of the above and I was stuck for 3 months digging up simple artifacts and tools of an island culture that was. I tried to be careful, but as I was getting ready to come, my long nails dug into her back. This seemed to excite her even more, and we lay there, out of breath, for a while until we fell asleep. The next morning was a panic, in retrospect, as two girls tried to get ready at the same time, but by the time we were ready to leave, I felt pretty confident that I was going to be able to pull my masquerade off. I wished, though, that I could have been wearing a heavier makeup, feeling somewhat naked.