I couldn’t leave my cock alone. I was wanking at least once a day, but felt the need to share my discovery.One night, I visited my best mate at his ...ome. His parents were out so we had the house to ourselves. The conversation quickly turned to wanking. He was as enthusiastic as me, and we agreed to get our cocks out. I had not seen another cock, so I was keen to check it out.We sat next to each other, unzipped our jeans and pulled out our very hard cocks. Whilst mine was straight, his bent to. Arming himself in the process.“Bastard!” she said, readying another pillow.They both held their weapons daring each other to attack, exchanging feints. Finally they both unleashed there battle cries and engaged in full on warfare. In minutes they both received mortal blows and collapsed on her bed laughing hysterically. After regaining her composure Iris asked “but for real, do you?”John decided to answer truthfully. She already saw him doing it. What could be the harm? “Honestly? Yeah I do,. He was so sophisticated, any feelings she may have had about his age never rose to the surface.Before she knew it, his words were flowing over her like cool, fresh water in a brook. He was alternately kissing her wrist and the inside of her elbow for emphasis, and then touching her shoulder, her knee, and amazingly, her feet. She had always loved her own feet, they were so dainty. She found herself laying back on the leather couch with both of her feet in his lap, as they continued to chat. His. It would be to your great advantage, my dear, to consider this a privilege and an honor.’ Mistress paused, hinted at a smile, and then stunned me by adding, ‘You are the prettiest little morsel I have ever seen, and that if you are an apt, obedient pupil, all my friends would soon be lusting for your delights.’ Hearing this, my heart skipped several beats and I could suddenly smell my damp panties permeating the confines of our moving parlor. For the last several miles of our journey, I was.