I wasn't much into knowing about women. Hell, no one would consider me much anyway. I was nineteen, lean as a whip, and trouble had been my companion ...ll of my life. I hadn't had my hair chopped off for years and my face had never seen a razor. I was about as scrabble looking, no good, out of work cowpoke, as you ever did see. My clothes were patched and my shoes were turned over.I had one piggin string for her hands and I took one off the old man's own hoss to tie up his hands. When I got. I slid my shorts off and laid in bed, as I began to rub my clit I remembered Patrick telling me one day, "No matter what I'm doing, I will always make sure that sweet pussy of mine is taken care of when ever you need it." I cuddled closer to Patrick and took his hand in mine and continued to rub my clit. I stuck one of his fingers inside me. It felt so good. Was it because I secretly wanted him to stay asleep so I could use him as my sex toy? Or was it the excitement that I knew he could wake. I put my hand inside the panties and felt it was fully hairy ( but couldn’t help it. She unzipped my jeans and took out my penis from underwear and was holding it I don’t like to boost like other do in their story, mine is 5.5 and width is its little bigger than the rs1 coin. I have masturbated many times but I haven’t felt so much tension and the feeling of a girl holding it for a first time was really awesome and totally new. I didn’t know what to do.She lifted her ass and I lowered her. Then she turned back and looked at me with a sympathetic expression.“I was talking to Jason, about Joshua’s birthday, and he mentioned the conversation you had, and that he was frightened and hoped you weren’t going to mention it to Neil.”The ball was now back in my court, and for a moment I was lost for what to say.“It’s silly, really. I get why Jason doesn’t want me to mention it to Neil, because it’s never going to happen, and no good can come from telling Neil, but I have to tell him. This.