I can be extra super duper, on the highest pole of wanting to fuck and when masturbating she won’t burst. The masturbation in the car was bizarre, f...n, exciting, a rush, scary although in the dark, I thought I was sick, crazy, needed counseling, everything was running in my mind. I even started thinking about those who are voyeurs. Gosh people, not sure it’s healthy but who gives a fuck, it was fun. Being seated with pants, my hand wouldn’t reach my total surface clit for a fast speed rub. The bartender came back with my drink. I pulled out a 20 to payhim, when the bartender told me that the guy in the devil suit had payedfor my drink.The devil walked over and sat next to me. Next thing I know a boxer saton the other side of me and ask if he could freshen my drink. The devillooked at the boxer and said, "Look Rocky, I saw her first, and she'sdrinking my drink! So amskray butt hole!" Look you little puke! I'll pound you into the ground if you don't leave!She wants to be with a. It was thrilling to be held like that by the muscular beast.He kept pulling her into his body, drawing her into the hairy heaven of his warm, thick rug. And the female had applauded when Blair finally did shoot her load.That had been a unique experience. Having the female watch like that. And that night, the female stole back up into the tree tops and lay down beside the sleeping girl.She reached over and began stroking Blair's high, heaving tits with her savagely strong paw. She hadn't hurt. I am back. Sexy back.Wait a second. Wasn’t something supposed to be happening to my collar?Stevie’s hands were on my shoulders. I felt pressure, and my knees simply folded beneath me as I collapsed to the floor. His bulging crotch was mere inches from my face.“Touch it,” he said, reaching down with his hand to take mine. “Touch it again.”‘Touch it again’?He knew it was me? Of course he did. He knew what room I was in. One twenty-nine.Stevie pulled my hand over his crotch, pressing it onto his.