Her hand had probed underthe hem of the towel and the elastic top of her panties, her fingerssliding along her warmly moistened vaginal slit and comin... to rest onthe erectly pulsating bud of her clitoris. Now she began to rockgently with silent pleasure as she massaged herself, sending rapturousflutters of sensation through her belly that seemed to branch out andtouch every inch of her physical being. She was so totally absorbed inwhat she was doing that she was oblivious to everything around. " Joe was stunned, but he stood and walked over to the bar as ordered. He stood there a while as he repeated the request for the drinks they had already been having.While he was waiting at the bar, he turned enough to see Conrad put his hands over Jenny's; lean over and whisper something into her ear. He was too far away to even remotely hear, but he could see that Jenny recoiled like she had been hit with a hammer. Her lower lip trembled. She took her wire rimmed glasses off and wiped her. She was aware of something slapping at her flared lips but in the haze of orgasmic rapture, she didn’t seem to care until Duke forced it inside her.“Uuuuhhh!” she grunted as his knot passed the tight ring of muscles guarding the entrance to her pussy.It really didn’t hurt do to the overwhelming pleasure she was receiving but she could feel it swelling along with Duke’s massive cock. It was stretching her to her limits and filling her completely. The tip of his cock was pressing into her. And it’s not just the voices that get me horny and wet. I love listening to a man pleasure himself, love hearing him glide his hand up and down on his hard cock. Slowly at first and building up the pack and rhythm as he gets closer and closer to orgasm. Hearing his breath catch as he is about to cum but isn’t ready yet so he stops before he explodes. How he’s not ready to cum because he wants it to last longer, he wants it to last longer because he’s thinking about me and he doesn’t want that.