My hand shifted so that my thumb covered her clit, while my fingers curled deep inside her to find that soft, spongy G-spot. My mouth moved to the unt...uched nipple and began teasing it to a state of impossible alertness as I had just done to its’ twin. The sun felt warm on my back and knowing that someone might stroll along to find us at any moment made me wish to hurry. I massaged both clit and G-spot now. Her hands cupped my head at her breast, fingers thick in my hair. Her legs clenched. Each morning he arrived on the bus and stopped at the twenty-four hour liquor store half a block from his home where he bought a pint of cheap vodka. He always sat on the steps in front of his apartment building and drank half the bottle before going in. He would always stand, shrug his shoulders, and sigh heavily. He would stare out at the street, slowly shake his head, turn and walk inside. Anyone could tell he was steeling himself to face his home and family.At 10:30 A.M., Mrs. Malloy would. I checked myself out in my full-length mirror to see how visible they were. Other than the thin wires that were stretched fairly tightly to my pockets, you couldn’t tell anything was out of the ordinary? but I could easily solve even that tiny problem. I decided to skip the bra and threw on a thin, silk blouse. I shuddered, slightly, as the soft material brushed directly against my hardening nipples, but I knew I had to hurry, now, so I hastily buttoned the blouse and tucked it in. The last. "ooooh!" He grabs his cock and strokes fast. The handle was thicker than anything else he had used before, and longer. "Fuck..." Derek pulls his pants down and starts stroking his thick hard cock as well. "Oh fuck, Jon." He can't help it. He touches Jon's chest. His nipples. His abs. "Uhhh..." Jon works the handle in and out fast. He likes how it rubs inside his ass. "Fuck...oh fuck yeah..." Jon starts fucking the handle. "Damn you're sexy like that...you know just what you like, don't you.".