After I settled in, got comfy, got my lap top out, and book, my internal clock kicked in and I soon realized I didn’t get to masturbate that morning... I was sad to say the least, but I was also very horny! Being on my lap top I soon zoned out from the class and was reading erotic stories and getting wetter and wetter by each line I read. Reading all these stories I couldn’t wait for class to be over with, so I decided to take of myself right then and there, but how, I wondered. I got an ingenues. I alternately pinched my nips with one hand then cupped by balls, while I stroked my own veiny, uncut cock until it was rigid. I mentally retreated to the shower and conjured up Ran. I backed him against the wall, he thrust his hips out and gave me access to his glistening cock. I knelt before him and stroked him, slowly, deliberately, rhythmically. Ran's meat rose rapidly to its full length and became thick. I could barely get my hand around his dick. The tip, with its piss slit gaped open,. The fat man has a firm grip of her hair and it looks like he is pressing her head down to his crotch. On the last picture he's got the blonde head clutched all the way down against his loins and his grin has grown even wider.The man behind the desk turns to the next page and starts reading."The woman in the pictures is belived to be Anna Smith, also known as "Agent Hooters". She is a secret agent working for a top-secret intelligence agency, operating as an independent entity but with. She placed the bags down near the entrance and looked up at him, he was still in his security uniform, hair slightly greying at the sides, and that long stubble covering his jaw line that she loved.Without uttering a word he took one of the bottles of wine that was openly protuding out of one of the bags, opened it, and took a long deep swig, offering it for Lou to do the same – she did.“I know you’ve been watching me,” she said without hesitation. He didn’t reply, just smiled.He could see the.