“You should’ve just been happy with me as a bar friend and found someone better.” Wetting her lips, she straightened. “But I can’t just le... you leave.” His palms met her cheeks, his fingers drifting down the curves of her face to cup her jaw. “Don’t leave.” Intoxicated by his touch, she couldn’t say a word. “Jacqueline,” he whispered. Her name had never sounded more erotic than it did in the sweet caress of his husky voice. “Kiss me,” she begged. His hands moved to her scalp, tugging the. My white flowery panties must have become transparent with my juices flowing down my legs. The machine began to slow again, I was so grateful. I didn't think that I could take any more pleasure. A buzzer went when it finally stopped shaking, almost as a signal telling me when it was safe to get off. I placed my feet into the puddle that I had caused. My legs turned to jelly, my body still shaking, shivering. I collapsed onto the freezing concrete floor in a puddle of my own pleasure. I was. Janet and Mom were not even allowed to leave the apartment without being all covered up. No social life, and no hope for a social life.The Partridges sang whatever stupid song-of-the-day that would make life sweet again, then the show mercifully ended. But Gilligan came on next, and it was a truly dumb episode that I'd seen several times already, and which I just couldn't suffer through again. I shut off the TV and went to my room, passing Janet's room on the way. I paused and listened at her. Thinking of a woman her age was a hot fucking turn on. She was experienced, sexy, demanding, and most of all, she couldn’t get pregnant. “No condom” to a college student has the same excitement level as a “fat k** in a candy store”.I laid down in my bed and closed my eyes, pulled out my cock and started stroking it while thinking of lying in between Cindy’s legs. She was a shorter woman, dark brown hair, green eyes, and maybe a little on the thick side. I wouldn’t call her fat by any means,.