My eyes then immediately drew themselves to his firm bum. It was perfect. I ached for him I wanted to undress and let his eyes gaze upon me I wanted ...o join him in the shower and let my body become his temple. Filled with lust I felt my hand go down my pants and I started to masturbate. I bit my bottom lip trying to contain my excitement. He turned his body slightly and I gazed at his amazing large cock. It must have been at least 7 inches! My juices ran down my fingers. He turned and turned. Just as she said 'don't', I pressed down harder and tugged it in a tiny circle. Her shriek echoed around the open parking area and I heard two more strangers behind me groan their sympathetic orgasms. When she could speak again, she grunted, 'Ohhhhh, God! What was that?" THAT was your G-spot concerto. It's not a myth. It was discovered about 150 years ago and some morons still dispute it, even making women doubt themselves. You definitely have one and it's working very well. See how fun hands. A few times a month,” I say.“I love you Stacey, I really do. But you can’t be doing that. You have to save that kind of behavior for the right people,” he says.It’s kind of weird that Dylan is talking to me about this so bluntly, but I guess I can see what he means.“I know I have a boyfriend alright. It’s just tha-”“Oh I wasn’t talking about him,” Dylan says, interrupting me.“Then who-”As I turn over to look at him, I see that he has taken out a large camera. Before I can say anythi-FLASH!I. There were little gifts for us to take to Ariel and Kelly. It was really sweet and even I felt kind of sappy and emotional.On Christmas Day, of course, the grandparents all arrived to fill out the Christmas dinner table. With eleven of us at the table, I think we were the biggest group that Mom and Dad had ever entertained.“It’s too bad Ariel and Kelly couldn’t be with us,” Granddad said. He still stopped by our house a couple of times a month just to check on maintenance. He’d helped me put up.