Due to being at the point of no return I kept wanking and shot my load over the magazine wiped my cock put the magazine behind the toilet and ran out ...he toilet all the way home.when I got home I went in my room and lay on the bed and started thinking about the eye peering through watching me wank. And I started to get hard again it was turning me on so much.The next day I just had to go back my heart pounding my young cock straining against my trousers I went in the toilet got into the middle. " She said and tears slid down her cheeks again."Well,You can't go outside. Not yet anyway. Why don't You go pee over there,in the corner. You can use that old gas can." But there isn't any toilet paper!" she wailed."Then don't wipe! It's ok. I won't mind. Honest."She slid out from under the blanket,then stopped,touched my arm,and looked up into my eyes. "Are You going to watch me pee?"Oh,God! I hadn't thought about that,and now that I did,my cock started getting hard again!"I won't watch! I. I would try to hide my erection by crossing my legs or pressing it down with one hand while writing with the other. But I’m sure she noticed how uncomfortable I was as we sat next to each other. Once we finished, I would sneak into the bathroom and flog my throbbing dick until I blew my wad. Thankfully these sessions only occurred two or three times a week so I could recover enough to satisfy Marsha since I didn't want to share this fantasy with her.The school year was winding down plus our. .. It got out of control.The other side ran an epileptic lizard. An epileptic! Lizard! A fucking lizard! Speaking incoherently, cackling, convulsing, drinking blood, eating insects and mocking the trailer trash and morons who came to Ronald’s raleighs.Stelania tried her best to impede the beast by purposely plagiarizing Michaela Labamba’s speech at the Repumpian Condescension ... But it was all for naught! Had ZERO effect!(Ronald was even caught on tape bragging about cat snatching! Not like.