The young, pretty blonde had, like everyone else, developed a nightly ritual of touching herself. But unlike everyone else, she had not come close to ...iving herself her first orgasm.She had memorised every instruction, and had tried everything she could think of. It felt good, of course, but it was to no avail. Whatever she was doing simply wasn’t enough.Her request of her teacher, made immediately after the assembly, had fallen on deaf ears. Miss Driscoll and the Headteacher, Mr Peddigrew, had. Anyways after we had split I decided to post an ad on CL to find a woman to fuck me with a strap on, I eventually find one but that is another story. As you would assume I was overwhelmed with messages from men who wanted to fuck me. The idea of a man was scary but I was potentially a sex addict at the time, so I entertained a few of these guys by messaging back and forth. Long story short I ended up meeting one and we had probably a four year fuck buddy relationship. So on to the real story.I. He bought her the sexiest clothes and jewelry to wear and paid for weekly beauty appointments. I liked the changes in her appearance but wasn’t sure about the cost to our relationship. Jamal had turned her into one of his high class escorts and she loved it. I could tell she looked and was worth top dollar and was nothing like the girls you see on the street corners. But Jamal did at times treat her like a common street whore. His gang friends and he would often throw parties for themselves. All of you were inconsiderate to me, but I think you'll all get that message without me having to embarrass everyone." Phew, thanks. I'll start telling the others."I let Emily get a few steps away, then said, "Emily!"She turned, and I said, "On the other hand, you're very pretty and grope-able" (Emily was pretty, but not exceptionally, but that only added to my joke). I suddenly started acting like some sort of 'Frankenstein's Groping Monster'. I stretch my arms out in front of me, opening and.