Masturbate and the other 10% are liars! Now, being a very liberated lady of the 90's, I admit to having an on going love affair with the middle ... finger on my right hand. Unlike the very unpredictable male, my trusty middle digit is always, ready, it's never tired, it never wants to talk when it's over, and best of all, it doesn't think of me as a slut, or at least I think it doesn't! I'm thirty two years old now, but I still manage to get off with my own hand. Alex kept going faster, harder and deeper; non-stop for good 5 minutes or more but he was not reaching the threshold necessary to start the cascading of his orgasm and make a cream pie. He made Larry to change another position and this time asked him to be on his knees and elbows, while he moved behind him to ride Larry’s ass. His wet cock was dangling over the fat meaty ass buns of Larry, his feet were on the inside of Larry’s knees and his hands were firmly holding Larry’s shoulders for. "Stop fidgeting! The bathroom's in the back! I can't read with you fidgeting!" I am not fidgeting," Kennedy told her. "I'm exercising. Sorry if it bugs you." Kennedy returned to her exercises."What part of 'don't bug me' didn't you understand?" Ruby said, raising her voice. "Sit still!"Kennedy contemplated Ruby for a few seconds, then looked down the length of the bus. Charlotte Tangier was sitting in the seat opposite the driver; it looked like she was reading too. It would not do to turn Ruby. ” The Goddess’s gift to Thompson a while back had caused him to be hard whenever he was around a woman who wanted him hard. He’d never have to worry about erectile dysfunction. But on the other hand, he sometimes found himself rampant when he least expected it.“Well, I’m not looking for sex this morning, Dad. You worked me over pretty hard last night, and I think we fucked again just before dawn. It feels like it. I don’t think I ever mentioned this before, but there was one time when you were.