How they masturbate or have sex if there was a couple I was looking at. My wondering dirty mind had a direct link to my pussies flood gates and I was ...oon swimming in my own juices! Realizing this I looked down and noticed my shorts had a noticeable wet spot. I little embarrassed but no one knew so I got up and went to the closets clothing store and bought some jeans and quickly went to the nearest restroom. The restroom that I entered doesn’t get a lot of through traffic cause it’s far back in. The sex scenes will be diverse. You can choose to read them all or, if e.g. hetero sex isn’t your thing, to skip some and only read the story chapters and e.g. lesbian sex scenes. (You can identify which scenes are what kind of sex from the tags, the category the chapter is uploaded into and description at the start of the scene.) All characters in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is coincidental. A Pack of Tales Ch. 2 — Col Col was perfectly happy (scene). “This is temporary.”“Do I look OK? How’s my hair?” Kristi panicked as she trotted up the concrete walkway to David’s front door. Curtis tried to stare her down but that just made her insecure about wherever he looked, “You really should’ve let me change my shirt.”“Your shirt’s fine, you fucking girl.” He laughed exasperation, “What’re you fucking worried about? We’re going to see David. He’s seen you in that green top, he clearly doesn’t give a fuck about how you dress.”“What the fuck does that. Some weekends you go to Indianapolis. The others are all the same. Change it up!”“Elyse thought I needed more variety in my sex life,” I chuckled. “Is that what you’re telling me?”“That girl has a one-track mind! But given who’s sharing her bed with her, I totally understand! That’s not the only way to have fun, and you know it. Maybe it’s your default mode in the past, and maybe, just maybe, there’s a smidgen of truth there. But find other ways to have fun as well. If you don’t, you’ll.