With my limp clitty tightly tucked downwards into the open-ended liner of my panties—like it is situated 98% of the time anyway—I gently rub (or �...�nub’ if you will) the underside tip of my panty-encased clit with one, meticulously manicured finger. Although this is an exquisitely feminine way to cum—much different than jacking it—it’s NOT a sissygasm (as we’re defining it here anyway).Most would define a true sissygasm as a hands free orgasm, aka HFO. It is achieved from anal (sissy pussy). "Jerome! If you don't slam that d*ck inside me I'll do it myself!" she yelled. I started to laugh, "Haha! You're all talk!" I began to speed up faster this time grabbing her fat tits. She moved her free hand and jammed my dick deep inside her. "Whoa! Haha! I wasn't expecting that Meg!" "Well I warned you!" she yelled with excitement. "So you think your in charge huh?" I replied moving my hand from her tits to her neck. "No daddy, I KNOW I'm in charge!" "Oh really?!" I began to tighten. Bill was telling us about his 1959 Harley Davidson Panhead Duo-Glide with Sidecar. After seeing our bikes last night, he woke up early, getting it ready to ride.We heard a Harley and Bill gasped, “That sounds like an old knucklehead!”We went out front and found Becky and Larry getting off an old 1946 Harley-Davidson, Knucklehead trike. It had a box thing on the back with a huge padded seat on top of it. Bill couldn’t take his eyes off it.With all the bike talk, the girls wanted to go for a. No way. "Sorry, Prof. She's just a good looking female is all," said the second boy. "I'm sure there's more to her than looks," he said with a stern look. "I gotta go. Umm, thanks for setting them straight," I smiled slightly and then walked away. No matter what, I am going to avoid that man. I felt that electric current between the two of us. As soon as I saw him, I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted to feel him behind me, breathing my name against my neck right before he fills me with-.