6. Like a PornoI woke up the next day with my balls on fire. They itched like a bastard, with some stubble arriving, and that really stopped me throu...hout the morning from getting any fun thoughts. I showered and cleaned myself up, but I didn't own any kind of anti-itching stuff.With that in the way, I figured I would take Sunday off to really recuperate from jizzing fourteen times in two days, and also to get some work done for classes. Other people, however, had other plans for me.Around. Unfortunately, in some ways, Icame so quickly that I didn't have time to get any tissues. I came in myhands, pumping over and over again.The dildo was buried deep in my pussy as I lifted my hand to my lips. Istarted to lick my cum and continued to grind on the dildo. I licked myhand clean while still watching the video, savouring every drop. Then asthe action on the screen slowed down I started to feel a bit odd, likecoming out of a dream. I was feeling a mixture of guilt and exhaustionand. And that's when it hit me. She has that man in me! I was twenty-two now, and I had a good job as a mechanic. My job was a regular 9-5 job which coincided neatly with Mom's shift at the diner. We both went to work and got home at the same time... either I would drive her to work and drop her off, or she would drop me off. And both of us had weekends off. So our schedules meshed perfectly. Besides, I didn't have a girlfriend or any real prospects of one on the horizon. I had a few friends, but. But she was already far down the hall, eagerly anticipating her triumph.From the shadows of a half-obscured alcove, Gríma stepped forward and frowned at the chest. Even had I not entered via my hidden door, even had I not heard the noise of someone hurriedly departing my quarters, I’d still know of the intrusion and its author, for I can smell her telltale scent. And she was somewhat careless, leaving the wrinkled depression the lock left on my bedding unsmoothed, and — even more damning —.