“Stay right there”I grabbed a condom from my desk drawer; there because my ex girlfriend used to visit me when I worked late. I knelt down behind ...er and grabbed her hips. I slid her only remaining clothing, her skirt, up to her back, exposing her little round ass. I pushed down on the small of her back, so her hips rotated up and her pussy was more accessible. She was very wet, but my condom was not. I slid a finger inside her, and rubbed her natural lube to my condom. I licked my fingers,. If i saw a hot guy, i’d get hot thinking about what it would be like to suck him off. i wouldn’t act on it though. i was still too timid for that. i just ended up jerking off a lot. i had stopped spending as much time with my friends. i only saw them maybe once a week and when i was with them all i thought about was going to Frank’s later.Whenever i was at Frank’s he would walk around naked. My time with Frank wasn’t just sex, though i found i was obsessed with getting him off. He would help me. I pushed her hair away from her ear and cheek and neck and stretched my head down to slurp and kiss and lick and nibble her. Ping bucked and rolled, almost pushed me off to the floor as she shoved her bum against me, and I gave in, reached down to grasp my cock and with no need for directions, slid myself in an unerring single shove straight into her cunt. I jammed my hand on her lips.Her scream was muffled, but her body squirmed and squealed noiselessly against me, as I removed myself and. "Why not? Just because I don't talk about it all the time like you do? "I had a nice, relaxed orgasm this morning, and last night I went to bed..."Janice interrupts her, she looks as if she has just seen a ghost in front of her. "You're masturbating? Surely you know, you just cannot compete with me, but I just assumed you were... asexual or something like that!"Stacey is laughing out loud now. "Certainly not, and what do you mean I can't compete with you? I'm sure I have more orgasms a day than.