No.. no.. NO... this isn't the deal!.... No emotions... Just physical.. OK!I push you away and lie back, hoping you understand, not wishing to upset.... As if in answer a hand closes round my erection, experience showing as it starts moving, pumping the loose flesh firmly but not too tightly... moving just far enough to tease my ballsac at one end of the stroke, then stretch my glans taut at the other, my shaft jumping involuntarily at the glorious attention.But then you moved further down the. I was fully naked now, with my hairs open, like a real slut. I need to pee and I told him, but amit was in great mood, so he told me to pee in the bottle nearby. I peed in the bottle and amit took that bottle from me, opened it and put it in his mouth.Within no seconds he drank everything and emptied the bottle. I was shocked to see that, I was wet very much for him. I kissed him and invited for a fuck. Amit was getting hot seeing me, he pulled me and made me sit on the edge of the bed with my. I liked that because after he finished shaving or when he got in the shower he would then pull himself off and i would watch shot after shot of cum fly out of his hole and by the second week it into a bit of a contest between me and my dad to see who can cum the most times in a week. i watched my mum masturbate many times but mostly it was when we settled in for the night watching tv or playing board or card games or the odd occasion when i would join them in their bed which was always good fun. He was in town? Shit! She had to find something to wear! Running upstairs to her bedroom, she dug through her closet, finding her favorite skinny jeans. She tugged them on, shoving her feet into comfy black ballet flats and her white button down shirt. She quickly spritzed her hair to repoof the curls, dusted some bronzer across her cheeks, threw on some brown eyeliner and flew back down the stairs. She looked at the clock. It was only nine? She had gotten ready in record time, and now had.