. ?Pushing a finger against his hole he watches the brunette sucking that cock.. Focusing on her lips sliding up and down he teases himself until.. "A.....!" the finger went in, slowly.. Hey.. This doesn't feel too bad.. Feels kind of.. "agh!" what was that?.. That felt.. Great!.. "Nnng fuck.. " Oh yeah! That's the spot! Is.. Is that his prostate?.. His finger slowly teased back and forth inside him as he watched the brunette take that cock, his own cock throbbed and seemed to jump every time his. I fell asleep with the image in my mind of Jimmy holding his penis in his hand, seeing it grow bigger as he stared at my underwear and wondering what it would feel like to hold it in my hand, wondering how much pain it would inflict when he tried to procreate. Several weeks later on the Friday of mission trip weekend, I finally found myself alone in the house. Jimmy had gone home for the weekend to visit his parents. I had just finished showering after a vigorous workout and was getting. I was pretty late to class and was sure I could flirt my way out of it. What do you want to talk about? I asked though I knew already. Saturday night. First can I say that there was quite a bit of drinking and some things probably shouldnt have happened. Not that it wasnt one of the best experiences of my life its just not the kind of thing that you want the school knowing about Eva said still only half facing me and never looking at my face, clearly she regreted bringing it up. You mean when. So close to a frickin intense orgasm. It was a compelling sight. It was boner inciting. My hard on was poking straight out of my boxer slit. My cock so stiff the tray couldn’t hide it.I mean I was about to turn around and leave. I‘d try putting down the tray, I’d think of sport or something to get my boner down and wait and then knock. I suppose I’d hear her finish. God she was loudly groaning as her assured climax approached.Then a mother’s intuition or a woman’s feeling she is being watched.