A very sudden gasping for air gave me a real scare of my life, every time I could not control myself and continued yanking off my penis (did not even ...ow then that this grand act was called Masturbation).But somehow as they say, the things were falling in place and I was discovering the mammoth joy of playing with my cock and balls because nothing bad ever happened after an extremely pleasing sensation that ran amok my whole body and an overwhelming, overpowering craving to do it again and spew. " Keep it up, funny boy, and that's the only game you'll get to play." I leaned forward to kiss her nose and she giggled. "So did they actually finish a duel this time?" I don't think so. Kaiba said something about laying a trap and Yami got all excited." Huh." Mai let me go and looked at the cards on the table. "Slick! Kaiba is getting devious these days. Being poor works for the rich boy."Grandpa and I joined her and we all studied the trap. I thought about my deck. In truth, I wasn't sure. I love the smell, which is sweet and tangy- even a whiff of my wife's pussy makes my cock turn rock-hard. I love it when my wife starts moaning in ecstasy as I'm driving her closer and closer to orgasm. There are times when my wife gets really turned on, and it's those times she's adventurous.Little did I know that this night was going to be the night where my fantasies were going to be fulfilled. We put the kids to bed, and my wife wanted to go to bed early. C went to the bathroom, and I. Then I heard the crunching of gravel. “You call that a muscle? Because it looks like a piece of shhhpaghetti to me.”I felt sick to my stomach. For a few beautiful moments, I had forgotten about Becky Finklestein, but there she was stepping into the circle of light around my car. She was wearing blue high heels, with her toenails painted alternating shades of red and yellow, and a shimmering blue track suit, and she had tied up her pigtails in little red and yellow ribbons. But what stood out.