E, si.Non riuscivo a dare una spiegazione a quel comportamento, Mi sembrava impossibile che mia sorella cercasse di farsi sentire da me, da suo fratel...o, mentre si masturbava.L'unica spiegazione che mi sembrava verosimile era che in quel periodo fosse molto eccitata, anche per la mancanza di un pene da molto tempo, e quindi quel modo di fare le serviva per creare una nuova situazione e provare una nuova sensazione. Farsi vedere da un maschio mentre si masturbava e quindi provocargli piacere.Mi. We were both sitting on couch, both action as if everything was normal. Donna felt like the air between them was electric. It had been so long since she had felt his hands on her, and she craved his touch...Finally donna got up the courage to ask, " do you think you could massage my lower back a little? It's sore like all the time these days " she chuckled nervously.He agreed the moment his hands touched her back she felt her nipples harden, she looked down and could see them poking through her. Since I was good at carpentry, she asked me to take care of this for her. I agreed and went over to her house about 6 pm that Friday night to do the work.When I got there, she was getting ready to leave for a date. She looked amazing, all made up, a little satin blouse, tight black leather pants, patent leather heeled boots and as we were talking she grabbed her tight little black leather jacket, told me to help myself to the food and beer and to just lock up on my way out, she'd see me. I was eighteen and she was seventeen. It only took her two weeks to introduce herself. Her name was Caroline. I was a brash bold sort of person and in those days. The usual thing to do was ask a girl if she would like to go to the cinema.The classic film Gone With The Wind was on at the Odean. To my surprise, she readily accepted my invitation. We sat in the back row, munching popcorn and sipping a fizzy drink each. I do not remember very much about the film, my mind was on other things. I.