It showed me that I don't really HAVE to masturbate or be dependent upon it, that I can live without it for a long period of time and that I can be ha...py and just as productive (if not a little more sex minded than usual). This is very important information for the future as it tells me how I react to abstinence, so if I ever get into a severe situation when life isn't going my way and I'm depressed or become injured and in a hospital with a body cast, etc. that I can go without masturbating. I humped as he spoke, 'You wont be needing those, will you', I looked at him through hooded eyes, I was wanting to cum, and I watched him lift my sodden thong to under his nose and breath in my scent, then reach down and put them in his pocket. I looked back into his eyes and saw the wet mark under his nose, my vaginal secretions smeared under his nose, each breath he took would inflame to posses me more, then suddenly, I felt him pull his fingers from me and I almost screamed, but begged him. "I'm finally here," I said, smiling, while hugging her back. After a few moments of holding onto each other, savoring the moment, we broke the hug, and started walking out of the airport. "I'm so happy we finally get to meet. I feel like I have known you my entire life, and your meant to be here," said Emma, as we walked into her gorgeous apartment. "I know, how have I not known you forever? It's like we share a brain," I replied, secretly hoping we shared the same feelings as well. "Your place. But to do it with a real cock and a real guy mmmmm...I do love getting fucked by toys. I bought a huge dildo for my wife but she didn't like it. So I thought I would try it just once. I measured it 9" long and 6" around. Almost bigger than a coke bottle. Back then (as now) I was so horny for sex of any kind that I thought I would try fucking myself; at least once to see how it felt. The next day after my wife went to work I got out the lube and my pink rubber cock and.