So I was pinching and twisting them as I glanced around to make sure I stayed alone, in my head was a litany or dirty language I was directing at myse...f. "you stupid little slut, filthy horny cock whore, dirty bitch, touching yourself outside in public view cause you couldn't make it inside to masterbate, you have to do it outside like a filthy perverted slut." (this kinda talk makes me super horny, especially if I don't have to respond, I like to just take it)I heard a car so I stopped, put my. “She does, huh.” He smiled, but it looked like a dismissive smile.“She’s afraid if our stories don’t match you’ll think she lied to you.”“If your stories match too closely people will think they’re rehearsed,” he said. “Witnesses see things in vastly different ways sometimes.”“It’s hard to describe,” I said.“Can you try? You don’t have to. I’m just curious.”“I’m not sure I can. I can tell you why I decided to actually do it, if that helps.”“Wasn’t it the money?” he asked.“That was part of it,. This all happened a few months before i lost my virginity with my first boyfriend. Mom had informed me the necessary things long ago realated to periods and all.However being from an orthodox household, i was always curious.The problem was which information to trust, and which not to.When it came to socializing i was quite shy back then. Sundays were spent mostly in my own room, as i longed for some "me" time.This particular Sunday was gonna be interesting. There was some nail trimming, hair. Melissa almost came from the way her lover pushed hard into her like that. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down against her breasts as he began to steadily rock his hips and work his cock in and out of her. Her statement had come from her heart and she knew it. It had as great an effect on her as it had had on Trilin. She was thrusting her hips up to meet his and felt him licking and kissing on her breasts. This was not quite like anything she had ever felt before, even.