" You're not gonna date him, are you?" No!" Hayley stated, rather emphatically."Good," Emily said, relieved."Is he the only one you ended up in the cl...set with?" No, there was one other," Hayley admitted. "Jacob something. I don't know him. As soon as we got in the closet, he said he had a girlfriend and wasn't going to cheat on her. We just ended up sitting there talking the entire time." Okay, next question is to Ms. Molly. How many times have you had sex?"Molly shrugged. "I don't know. Not a. And waited... and waited. I had a boner again as I was replaying her dancing in my mind. I stroked my cock and then remembered her instructions... don’t touch. Fuck me, what was taking so long? I started pacing the room, thinking maybe the fun was over.”Come up here,” she beckoned.I was up the stairs three at a time. Like the fucking Flash. I went to the living room. She was not there. Not in the kitchen. I slowly went down the hall to the bedroom and looked inside. Candles glowed and flickered. Ma la mastirbazione, la sgrilletata, la sega per gli uomini, é un momento mio, attimi privati, del tutto personali e che guai se mancassero dalla mia vita. Questo senza nulla togliere all'eventuale persona amata, o amico di letto, ai quali non negherei mai il piacere del sesso per ragione alcuna (salute permettendo).Quante volte mi è capitato di farmi un bagno dopo un rapporto ed abbandonarmi alla masturbazione nella vasca, pensando al rapporto appena finito. Lei, la masturbazione, è l'unica. I felt it, his rock hard massive cock,push into my pussy,I was so wet he was met with little if any resistance, he pushed as far as he could, then slowly withdrew, pushed like fuck again, and again, withdrew, getting faster and deeper and faster, squeezing harder n harder on my nipples, I was almost screaming at this point, so close to orgasm number 2 it was heaven, I could hear his balls slap against my clit,this ‘sex’ sound drove me crazy, each time they slapped me they hit my throbbing.