This was something new as I'm always fast asleep before he comes to join me, keeping different schedules always means going to bed at different times ...o feeling him next to me, his bare leg pressed against mine was surprisingly nice. I was stretched out on my back, completely naked but this wasn't anything strange, from a very young age I had always slept naked loving the feeling of being free under the sheets, however he always slept in boxers or so I had thought but tonight seemed different. She's right, I said to myself. You know she's right. Heather was right, my sister was right, Dr. Bergerud was right, they were all right... I had been an asshole. I felt as if I'd had every right to be upset, but I hadn't handled things well at all. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I repeated, bringing a small smile to Heather's lips. "I should have talked with you before." I thought you'd like it," Heather said quietly. "I was wrong." Maybe not," I replied. "I sure didn't like it. "Gotta go," said Cindy, and scampered back to her man.The problem was, that there was no loose skin on Dick's dick to move. Her hand wouldn't slide, easily and quickly, like Denise was doing."What's wrong?" she asked, getting frustrated."It works better when I have some hand cream, or something slippery," said Dick, who was having fun, regardless of how effective her strokes were."I don't have anything like that!" she complained. "I do at home, but not here." There's soap in the bathroom," he. That was fast...Samantha dipped shallowly into her vagina, feeling the ring of hot muscle twitch wetly around her fingertip.So, thought Samantha, grinning and stroking herself, it looks like I'm masturbating. Funny how that happened.Will I continue when she comes out?Will I let her see me doing this?She slid her index finger into herself, to the third knuckle, and began to slowly curl it upwards and push in little rhythmic squelches.When she comes out, will I make her stand there and watch me?.