Staring at his lap I knew he was in tune. I felt such urgency, that I reached out and grasped him. He moaned under his breath, his hand roughly clutch...ng my knee. That’s right baby, touch me. His firmness in my hand I gripped hard and tugged slowly, my other hand raking the crotch of his pants. My little pussy was throbbing while I reached out for his zipper, slowly sliding it down. Aching as I reached in - feeling the soft skin of his hard cock. I pulled him out, savoring. She has a couple of kids and has to earn a living because hubby is always drunk. Out talking continued while she worked. She got very friendly and lost all her shyness.Finally I decided to make my move. I told her that i had just come back from the gym and my back hurt and whether she knew where my SIL kept the massage oil. She got the oil and said “Should I massage your back?” That was just what I was hoping for. I asked her whether I could take off my shirt. She said ok. I slept on my tummy. On occasions me and jen would get a bit of weed and take it back to her place to get high.So on one occasion we went back to hers she had asked me the day before if i wanted to stay at hers and just go to collage from there in the morning so i took my jammies and a change of clothes. That night we sat for hors smoking weed and talking bullshit anyway we got round to talking about porn and masterbating and sex and stuff. At this point in my life i myself was masterbating all the time . Sometimes. .Woooh what a feeling¡K. they were the softest thing I had ever touched. My hand and fingers went on moving and her breathe was getting faster and faster. She arched her body and moved closer to me, without any alarm her right hand moved over to my zip, she started feeling my hard on from above my jeans.I moved a bit and helped her open my zip. now inside my jeans her fingers were playing with my hard and dying to get free tool¡K.. Bcas of her touch it was getting harder and harder and was.