Shouldn’t do this.Wouldn’t do this.I would get up and leave.Lie down in my bed, furiously masturbating and fingering myself.And then I would fall ...sleep. I would wake up in the morning, believing everything to be a bad dream. Then I would remember, and I would be embarrassed, but relieved, that I didn’t do it.I would get up, hug my little brother, who would be confused, but would assume, that I was just still sad because of Kyle, and who would hug me back. And then I would forget all of what. When I'd pulled the thing up as far as it wouldgo, it was like someone had wrapped several sheets of thick bandageround me. I felt like I stuck out a mile in all directions,especially behind.I stepped nervously out from behind the curtain. Vera pulled it backagain and tied it up. I tossed my discarded underpants onto the chairwith my dressing gown.I had never felt so embarrassed in my life, but the two ladies werefar too professional to let any amusement show, which helped a little.I caught. I was glad I had a fresh shave that morning as the guys got a birds eye view of my glistening wet pussy. Kirra knelt over my pussy and at the same time her miniskirt had risen up showing her ass and pussy from between her thighs. She took a breath and blew cold air over my pussy, that sent goosebumps raging through my body and turned me on even more. She opened my lips to reveal to the whole world my wet swollen clit and entrance. Kirra took one quick lick over my clit, that sent waves of. "Ahm ... do you want me to submit this?" I asked."Just close it." She said quickly. She ran her fingers nervously through her hair. "It's not what you think." I raised an eyebrow. "Well, maybe it is what you think. But your don't understand, he is a good lover but he is not all that ... well ... large."I smiled but it was my turn to get fidgety. My mind had gone back to the gutter and this time my dick followed. It was straining the fabric of my jeans. I wanted to put my hand down and cover the.