My hand touched her thigh..Ooo u r naughty she said jokingly. but she didnt remove my hand!my cock swelled hugely in my jeans..... I slowly slid my ha...d up under her dress, staring into her eyes searching for any sign that she wanted me to stop but she just continued to smile her sexy sexy smile... my cock was bursting from my jeans as i reached her wet wet pussy. my finger found a stiff clit which i rubbed firmly as she closed eyes and let out that same delicious moan id heard few minutes. He didn't smile or laugh. He went to work as a garbage man every morning and came home every night. He didn't drink or smoke any longer. He didn't spend time with his friends –if he even had friends. He no longer lived. He simply existed.He wasn't surprised to learn Tyanna had entered the adult industry. In his world, a person did whatever he or she had to in order to survive."It's a better life than shacking up with a no-account homeboy and living on welfare," he'd said. "Not a lot better but. I even considered buying one of those sex toys they advertized in the back of the magazines, but I never got the nerve. Once while Tom was away on a business trip, I woke up in the middle of the night in a state of arousal, with images from his hardcore magazines stuck in my head. I slipped on my robe, grabbed a flashlight and went out to the storage room. I found the magazine I was looking for and took it back to the bedroom, along with a bottle of wine. Like a naughty schoolgirl, I curled up. After several more hours of dealing with my hangover and headache, all of my discomfort melted away when I bumped into Katie at the food court. She immediately went into a very long apology explaining that if she knew he were capable of something like that she never would have dated my assailant. I told Katie that there was no need to apologize, that I had too much to drink, and that it was my fault for being so forward with her. She then told me she had broken up with him earlier that morning..