I was only allowed a few strokes like that and he pulled back and pushed me away. He said, "You're enjoying that too much. Roll over." And I did. He w...s kissing me again with those deep, passionate kisses. He walked away for a moment and then came back, crawling up the bed, kissing up my thighs, making his way to feast on my pussy. As if I didn't already know, this man was skilled. I don't know how long he was down there. I don't know how many times I came, but he not only did he find my. I found myself feeling disappointed and irritated that she was still awake and might become aware of the masturbation I now so desperately wished to carry out. It occurred to me she may already be aware. She may have even sensed me pulling my pants down. To cancel out this worry, and to avoid her having any cause for suspicion, I moved my hands out to my pillow and readjusted my sleeping position so that I was on my side with my back to her. This action would appear, I believed, to be that of. He asked if I ever played with it before, I said no. David ran his hand over my stomach, then down to my dick. He wrapped his fingers around it and stroked it a few times. He asked how it felt, I said it felt good. He took my hand and put it on his dick and said do what I do. He slowly stroked his hand up and down my dick rubbing my piss slit. I stroked his fat dick and did the same. That's it, he said just like that. After a few minutes I felt something funny building up inside me.I said I. In a lot of ways, it made things moredifficult. I never matched the expectations she had of me and her screamsof how disappointed she was were enough to take the paint off the walls.She also never made any attempt to hide her favoritism, always saying howmuch smarter I was than the others.Considering my older sister was my absolute hero and always was a muchbetter student than me, as well as being reasonably popular and did karateand I, well I did great in subjects that interested me like.