I was encouraged when she started rubbing the area just under her breasts. This wasn't the u*********s movements of a sleeping person, but the delibe...ate self stimulation of a horny woman. I still was unsure of this game. True, the exhibitionist in me wanted her to watch me beat off. The voyeur in me wanted to watch her stroke to climax. What if I was wrong and she was acting privately, believing we were all sleeping. I could ruin our friendship if I acted too boldly. I wanted further. But driving a train might be cool."I paused for a moment."I didn't join the Army," I added. "I thought about. I thought about it real hard. I just couldn't do it. We still fly the flag in front of the house every day. But I guess I'm just not as patriotic as you."With a deep sigh, I started to talk again."Jenny got married in the spring," I said. "I was surprised but I guess I was the only one. Everyone else seemed to think it was just a matter of time. I thought we'd be together forever. I. After a while, he stopped, pushed my legs apart, laid on me, kissed my lips to nipples and taking my hand and standing me up, said,-okay, now ride me in cowgirl-As he laid, I happily sat on his groin and started riding him, while he was having me bent towards him and squeezing my boobs or palming my thighs. He sometimes pinched my nipples which stimulated me. I was moaning.After some time, he said, as I got off,-okay, time for doggy style-As I waited in the position for him to fuck me, he. He also let a stream of brown liquid run on my half-exposed shaft and down my balls. “Ooohh...master...please…God...uuunnnnn...shhhhiit...,” was all he could say. I was moved.I slowly pulled out and once more, a jet of shitty liquid splashed all over my cock and balls, brown droplets flying all over the place. My boy was short of breath, he arched his back and with a loud moan he shot another brown river off his insides. I was very satisfied with his performance, I could not wish for a better.