She didn't believe me, but she right. I got really wet this one night when Victor started talking about how he jerks off to me almost every night sinc... i worked there. I acted like I didn't like it but i was dripping in my panties. I wanted to see him do it. And I wanted to know what part of my body he cums to the most. So sometimes I wear a little something he can take home and enjoy. But this one night he was already staring at me and his dick was getting hard he tried to turn away and shift. I spread precum on her soft lips, smiling at her.Her eyes twinkled. The tip of tongue emerged. She licked her lips.“Let’s swim!” she announced, jumping up. She laughed, ran to the lake, her cute butt busy, and yelled, “C’mon, Billy Bob!”My erection waved, preceding me to the lake. The initial chill of the water did nothing to diminish it, and Rachael playfully brushing her body against it kept me hard. Desire for her and for sweet release gently fogged my brain, narrowing my focus. I played,. I begged her, "Please try as hard as you can. I want to come only when you come again. Rub yourself senseless!" This was one of our favorite sex games. First, she would masturbate like crazy and then I'd challenge her to even more orgasms with my cock as the prize. She could go on like this many times a night until we were both completely empty, exhausted and fucked raw.Mel started to rub herself again and came within moments. It was incredible how mighty it got again. While she bucked under. It was a strange relationship but an open and honest one, which we both valued. It wasn’t until years later that I would find out that during the night the boys would switch beds. She knew though, she always did. I should’ve been able to put it together, when my boyfriend who did like blow-jobs would suddenly want to 69 me in the middle of the night.I got home at around eleven and dropped down onto my bed, I kicked off my boots and wriggled out of my pants when there was a knock at.