My adolescent mind had been pre-occupied ever since with those few minutes of abandoned sexuality. I had, I thought, refined my masturbatory technique...over the ensuing months. My favourite position being the position I had seen mum in before Carl had rammed his hard cock into her. On my knees, forehead on the bed, my tits hanging and available to my left hand, my right hand jammed into my open lips.Now once again, I was watching as someone else was enjoying their sex. Jamie pushed the duvet. " I've been practicing too," I smirked, "I mean... I do own the game..." Bite me," Curtis grinned back at me. "We'll see who wins tonight..."With that Curtis turned to leave, then paused to look back. "I'll bringthe snacks..." Then he laughed and continued on his way.I watched Curtis leave and shook my head at the very idea of him beatingme. After all, I had a little more practice with the latest combatsimulation video game, though admittedly not a whole lot more. Still, Iwas sure it was. I rolled off the bed, stood behind Janice, watching her ass wiggling in the air as she pleasured Angela. I climbed on the bed, crouched close behind her, and spread her legs apart with my knees as I pointed my cock at her bald pussy. It looked so inviting, her lips clenching and dripping wet. I plunged my shaft all the way inside her in one stroke. Her pussy wasn’t nearly as tight as Angela’s, but it was tight enough for my big cock to still have to stretch her open. Her body tensed as I. I accept the term less willingly when the snooty hens in the office use it because they make it sound derisory and to emphasise their superiority. I can't help being small. Both my parents were small but they'd died young of an infection they'd caught on a tour in Egypt. Worse, as far as I am concerned, is when on the few times I've been in a pub, they want identification and even question if my driving license is genuine, before serving me alcohol. Even in the supermarket, any new girl on the.