“You still have it, you still have Woody” we girls always name our toys and this one was woody as it was a double dildo friend that never got soft...and Emily bought it for us one valentines day.Emily grabbed it and immediately pushed me onto the sofa. She grabbed my legs and as we both giggled she span me around and pushed my legs back. She laid opposite and spat on the end of the toy. She then slid it deep into me, no waiting just thrust it in the pain was pure pleasure. She then slid on the. His knob was wet and slippery and his foreskin moved over his glans freely. He was getting hard with my ministrations.I grabbed a handful of toilet paper with my left hand. When he ejaculated, I wanted to catch it with the paper rather than get it all over my shoes, pants and floor.Just then the door opened. My neighbour’s cock was pulled out of my hand and he immediately arose to settle back on the seat. I could hear the guy pissing mightily into a urinal. It sounded like a heavy stream, I. I couldn't keep my hands off of myself either; I groped and massaged my boobs as I walked. I was really horny. I realized, after about an hour, that I really I wanted to do something crazy and wild. I decided that the pool would be the perfect place for it.I walked upstairs and, inside my room, I put on my favorite black bikini. I loved it because of the spandex material. Spandex is a huge fetish of mine. The way it feels against my boobs and pussy always makes me want to immediately. The man without a partner, or who pays for a substitute, is jeered at, dismissed, a laughingstock. A woman without a partner is admired for her independence, her self-reliance, her ability to make it on her own without being clingy or needy. A man without a partner is a loser, a failure, an object of derision, someone worthy only of contempt. No woman would ever pay for it, preferring to go without than to purchase an imitation.Even masturbation has its stigma. A woman who masturbates proves.