I don’t masturbate like anybody else I ever heard of. I make a clump in the bedding about the size of a fist (I used to use the head of my poor tedd... bear, but since I became too old to sleep with a teddy bear, a wad of the sheets has to suffice) and then lie on my stomach on top of it so that it exerts pressure on my clitoris. I then move my hips in a circular motion until I climax – very simple. It works with legs apart or together – either one, although when I am in a particularly frenzied. I still couldnt sleep. I heard Mike and Mark talking quietly. I decided to go to their room and see if they would listen to me complain about my jerk boyfriend. I pushed the door open and looked in. I couldnt believe it. They were both naked. Mark was kneeling in front of Mike and he was sucking Mikes cock. Mark had a hard-on which he was stroking as he sucked away. I started to close the door and back away when Mike said, Come on in, Julie. Its o.k. Mark stopped sucking and took Mikes cock out. She lost track of time. Then she felt her emotions begin to build. It went through her like a lightning bolt – a deep sensual orgasm. Lord Harold’s ass tightened as he felt her body tremble. He lost it. He pushed all the way to his sword hilt and erupted! Gobs of hot ropy cum splashed against Dee’s vagina walls. “Cut!” Vic shouted. Lord Harold began kissing Dee. Her body continued to tremble and writhe. “Cut!” Dee’s mouth opened to accept Lord Harold’s tongue and lips. Their lips were. Raw. Relentless. Strong. Merciless. Ruthless was his middle name, so to speak. ‘Your destiny waits you, Bahman. Now let’s have breakfast.’ ‘Breakfast?’ Bahman could’ not believe of this lady’s demeanour. She practically killed him and was actually acting so casual and really kind and sexy. Bahman wasn’t sexy, far from it and yet ladies liked it even some men secretly looked at him hungrily. He couldn’t be fucked with any of that. Sex to him was a power weapon…to conquer and obtain his goal..