In the pleasure I reach down to touch myself and she slaps my hand away, then in mid thrust grabs my hands and puts them on my chest. "Play with your ...its for me slut" she commands and I oblige. I begin moaning as I tease my nipples and even go so far as to cup the flesh on my chest like real boobs. She starts pistoning in and out faster letting out some grunts before I feel her erupt inside of me, her whole cock twitching as a warmth fills in the depths of me. When she is finishes, she pulls. He now, taking the measuring tape, beganto measure certain aspects of my body, paying no heed to my protests ashe turned me onto my left said and then my right. Some of hismeasurements were of a very intimate nature and I had to grit my teethand ignore his probing fingers. The series of measurements recorded suchdata as the width and length of my fingers and toes, the width of myheels, the short distance between my nostrils, my height, thecircumference of my head, the circumference of my. .. "Yeah, probably," Darla Jean agreed, staring across the quad at the jocks. The big problem with having sex was that things got even worse, afterward, she mused. Before you've done it, you paint all kinds of romantic images, and your glands get mixed up with it and things are unbearable. But after you've done it the first time, the romance drops away, replaced by the pure physical itch to have all that wonderful, addictive pleasure again... Peggy interrupted her musings with, "You had sex?. After 2 days, I asked her, “Can I help you?” She thought for a minute and asked me to keep it as a secret between us. I assured and asked her what I needed to do.She just removed her lowers and panty. It was hairy down there. She took my hand and started to rub over there. I didn’t know it was her private parts at that time. I started rubbing her pussy softly and in the process, my fingers went inside. It was warm and a liquid was oozing out. At the same time, she let out a moan, “hmmmmm”I.