‘Hi, Jake, it’s me.’ ‘Hey, Molly.’ She frowned at the black box. There was something odd in his voice. ‘Can I come up?’ she asked. ‘I...brought a few things for you.’ ‘Oh, sure, sure. Sorry.’ There was a buzz and click, and she opened the inner door and went to the elevator. As it climbed to his floor, Molly tried to organize her thoughts. She’d worked a double shift at the hospital and her brain was toast. It seemed like every possible thing had gone wrong and at the worst time, Murphy’s law. As Emily was putting the book away she got a proper look at the title and paused. The Darker Side of Sex it read. No authors name appeared anywhere on the book, simply that intriguing title. She was tempted at that moment to leaf through the pages since her curiosity was definitely peaked, but she thought better of it. Mrs. Smith, the head librarian didn’t approve of an idle moment in her library and she always seemed to be popping up at the most inopportune moments. Hastily she put away the. I pulled it out long enough to take in the full beauty of her throbbing dick and the I had the head of it in my mouth with my tongue investigating the source of her heavenly precum. She begged me to squeeze her balls a little while I sucked. Then she arched her back and gasped, " Oh Honey! I'm going to cum all over you!" My tongue invited her to do so but it was all going to go in my mouth. I had my tongue ready and when she erupted I loved how thick it was, Then spirt after spirt and her. As I finished cumming I noticed her back arch tight, her hips heave and her tits quiver. She was having an orgasm.After cleaning up, she explained to me that this was the only way she could reach orgasm, watching men masturbate. It was something that had happened to her when she was young that had caused this psychological reaction. As a teenager, she had spied her father standing in front of her mother masturbating one night as her mother lay aroused. The image could not be erased from her.