I bring the coffee mug under my soaking wet vagina and touched my clitoris pearl, and rubbed it, as soon as I made contact with my throbbing clit a hu...e load of my nectar released and dropped in the coffee mug, I rubbed it hard until a huge amount has been released in to the beverage and then take my pussy juice soaked fingers and put them in the moderately hot coffee and dipped it in and mixed with my indigenously produced nectar, after perfectly mixing it with the beverage, I take out my. I find that after doing this a few times, I become constantly aroused, and it takes so much less time to get close to orgasm when I resume touching myself, even if it is hours or days later. What makes this even more fun, is sneaking and doing it in obscure places. This brings me to my story. I had started to edge myself on a Thursday morning. I woke up and jerked to the brink in the shower, but stopped short of cumming. On my drive to work that day, I pulled out my soft cock while cruising. Some of the doors were shut and some were cracked open.I found an open door and went in. There was a chair facing a screen with a slot for tokes and a couple of buttons. I dropped all my tokens in and the tv fired up with a hot anal scene. I was in heaven! I flipped through the channels to find all kinds of porn! There was straight, groups, gay, trans, anything you could want. Amazing!! I figured out pretty quickly that these were rooms where you watch and jerk. So no one had to tell me twice.. Frankie didn’t know how she got the words out but she managed to say into his ear “I want your cock in me now, take your fingers out let me straighten up and meet me round the corner in 5 minutes.”“I am quite happy tormenting you thanks,” he laughed “But then again my cock is rock hard and it needs your pussy.” Bob’s fingers slipped out with a slurping sound that Frankie was sure the whole place had heard.As Frankie gathered herself up, put her shoes back on, retrieved her jacket from the back.