As she was talking to me, she slowly, softly started stroking. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, enjoying the new sensations that my penis w...s experiencing.“Do you look at porn when you do this to yourself?” Steph was still stroking me, sometimes faster, sometimes slower. “Sometimes I do. Or do you imagine some girl from school that you’d like to fuck? Is that what you’re doing right now? Pretending that I’m her?”She stopped for a moment. I was afraid that she had stopped for good;. "Sue wasn't sure just what Bob had to check out, or what they needed to discuss, but knowing her husband she recognized the horny tone in his voice and began to get turned on again as possibilities flashed through her mind. Sue moved in to give her husband a hot kiss and briefly grope his still erect prick, then sauntered off to her classroom, huskily saying over her shoulder,"Okay, check whatever you need to check and we'll 'discuss' it after dinner! Okay?" Okay!" Bob responded."We'll. Take it or take a walk)“Dekhiye..aisa mat kijiye. Main desparate hoon tuitions ke liye. Galat fayada mat uthaiye”(See..don’t do this. I am desparate for tuitions. Please don’t take advantage of my situation)“Even I am desparate. Jabse tumhe dekha hai, jee chah raha hai ki main tumhara saath sex karoon. Teri jawani ab bhi barkaraar hai. Tum bahut sexy lagti ho mujhe. Soch lo. Jyaada kuch nahin maang raha hoon. Sirf meri badan ki aag thanda karne ki maang kar rahan hoon”(Even I am desparate. Ever. " Fifteen minutes later he was fast asleep in his room and I was in mine fucking myself one last time for the day on a 9-inch midnight black dildo fixed to a weight bench and using a magic wand on my shaft. I desperately wanted to cum once more before I changed, showered and rested my over-sexed body and started my four-day weekend. It was about four in the morning when I dropped off to sleep, my crotch muscles sore and cramping, but satiated for the time being...The next morning began my fifth.