"Ask Marcus, he's still here..." I'm fine... " he muttered, easing himself away. He kept his gaze down on the floor, though. "I'm... I'm sorry, Bri. I...didn't think about..." Hey... it's OK. I've been through too much shit to worry about who doesn't like that." They all looked, except Marcus, but none of them asked. That got a tight smile."Not everyone would be so understanding though, would they?" Possibly not..." He nodded, and then started walking up the hill towards the house."Would anyone. I masturbate whenever and wherever I get the chance.There is something about holding my own clit in my hand and stroking it just the way I like it that drives me wild. But I also love watching other people masturbate – men and women. I consider myself straight or bi so I love masturbating off with guys – in real life,or on the phone, or using a webcam. I love to think that someone else is listening to me cum. It turns me on so much to know that another guy is getting off listening to me, and I. At the same time I reached down and ran my hands over her shaven groin, carefully inserting my fingers between the wet lips of her sex, she pressed her hips against my stomach.I could feel the moisture between her legs, and as she rocked her hips, her thigh brushed my erect penis. I held her hips, and pushed gently down while I let go of her nipple and began kissing my way up towards her neck.My lips tingled with every kiss, and my cock stiffened in anticipation as she straddled me. She gently. The tingle lead to a little pain as I was reminded of the ass fucking I’d received just a couple weeks ago from black cock of the Seahawk practice team player. I thought twice about teasing my ass any further.As we toured the small one bedroom apartment and kitchen I pointed out that if he wanted to ever join us for dinner or for a beer he was always welcome. He k**ded that he would never want to leave with hospitality like that. I k**ded back that I had a habit of making my guests very welcome.