After a few more strokes he pulled his hand away, letting his cock stand on its own. I reached down the front of my own pants and found the slippery s...it between my legs. I ran a finger up and down the wet folds of my pussy slowly, imagining that my finger was the hard cock I was staring at instead of my own hand. Fuck it! It’s not like I was doing something illegal. I slid my hand out of my pants and with my finger glistening from my own juices I signaled Tony over. I watched him hurriedly. Let’s go for a beer.”What goes across a lake at 100mph? ... A motor pike and sidecarp.I used to love farm vehicles, but not anymore - I’m an ex-tractor fanI was frantically pacing outside the maternity ward today.Just so everyone thinks I’ve actually had sex.Husband and wife are waiting at the bus stop with their nine children.A blind man joins them after a few minutes. When the bus arrives, they find it overloaded and only the wife and the nine kids are able to fit onto the bus... So the. “You seem pretty horny”, said my friend who had escorted me down here and teased my erection through the fabric. Of course the outline of my cock was very obvious. My face turned red immediately as he held my cock in his hand with a big smile. The guy with the hairy stomach, reached, took his cock out of the shorts and began stroking it. My friend had started massaging my bulge hard and now with the other hand first he undid my zipper and then took out his long cock and began rubbing himself. You can be nice too, but you have a mean streak just like his. I didn't want you to have the same kind of power over me that Billy has, but now you do." I don't have any power over you, and neither does Billy, or anyone else. You aren't very honest with yourself, Diane. You create these situations yourself, in your own mind, then you act as if they were real. No one made you play with Herbert's cock, you wanted to do it. Billy isn't trying to get you to sleep with him, that's all in your mind,.