I don't know what it is but as soon as she touches my balls I become so horny and pathetic. She usually ends up laughing at me as I jerk my cock, call...ng me her dirty little slut as I become so submissive. I cannot help it though, as I love having her squeeze and slap my balls and tweak my nipples. Of course, the closer I get to cumming, then the intensity of the slaps and squeezes increase. Anyways, it had been four days since I'd had the honor of being with her. So last night, I ended up. " Excellent," I grinned, thinking quickly. "Because your first lesson today is all about you, and your body. You're going to show me how you touched yourself, and I'm going to teach you how to have an orgasm. Okay?" But Matt," she glanced at me again, "I'm not sure how to! I mean, it feels nice to touch myself but I've heard my friends talk about orgasms and I don't think I felt that. Is there something wrong with me?" I'm sure there's nothing wrong, Leanne, you just haven't had the confidence. I said it wasn't too bad and would soon get smooth, and with that he stretched over and run his finger up and down my scar, eventually resting near the root of my cock that was now getting quite hard. ''The scar is actually pretty smooth' he said, 'just like your body and cock'. With that I laid right back and closed my eyes and said, 'Thank you, I think everything is fine now, but haven't had a wank since the op' and felt his hand gently close over my now throbbing cock.Slowly he started to. “Miss me?” he suggests ruefully. That’s a given. “Every single day,” I say. “What time is your flight?” “9:00” he says. I look at the clock. 7:00. “Kyle, you have to go! We don’t even have time for…you know…one more?” “I’m sorry, babe. I overslept, had to rush through the shower. And I hated to wake you, you looked so beautiful.” “Next time please wake me. I can’t stand this,” I say, choking back tears. He places a hand on each side of my face and presses his lips to mine firmly, yet very.