She was right about that. In fact, when it came to the technological side of things, I was pretty shockingly ill-adept! She, on the other hand, was mu...h more savvy!"So, how long as this been going on?" I asked, and was immediately reminded of that old song with the same lyric."Only about a month." She said."I see," I replied. There wasn't much more to be said."You enjoy it?" I asked. Referring to her fucking that young black guy.She tilted her head slightly, and smirking, she replied: "What do. Yet he’s still shocked at being caught practically naked with his teen cock completely open to her view. He stands frozen like a deer before the head lights of an on-coming car. There’s a sense of domination in her eyes. Natasha places the data pad on the coffee table, walks up to Wesley, and grabbing his hands she pulls them away from his crotch exposing the teen’s morning glory. “Let me see, Wesley,” she asks not really caring about his modesty or response. Wesley is at a loss for words. She. "Welllllll, maybe I did get a little peek!" Hannah giggled. Aaaaaand!?!" Brit asked. "It looked like a black snake hanging down from his crotch!!!" Hannah whispered hoarsely. "Wow!!!" Brittany replied in awe. "I wish I could have been there, you get all the luck!!!" "Do you really wanna see it?!?" Hannah asked huskily. "And how!!!" her friend shot back. "Okay, meet me tonight at the library!" she ordered. "I've got a plan!!!" Okay," Brit said as the two eighteen year old seniors met on the. . I mean if it's ok?" Already?? Bobby, how many times a day do you normally... I mean did you, before your accident... how often did you masturbate?" About 3 or 4 times a day I guess." 3 or 4??!! I'll run out of shirts in a week at this rate!" Take it off then." Very funny Bobby!" I'm serious, like you said you'll run out of shirts otherwise." Bobby, I'm not taking my shirt off! I'm not wearing a bra!"No shit sherlock!"Well it's not like I haven't seen them before." You mean in the shower when.