"She doesn’t care. She always says I'm a naughty girl, no matter how good I try to be." As he stroked her bare leg more boldly, Mike's other hand t...uched himself through his shorts. His growing erection was straining against his briefs, aching to be free. "Are you a naughty girl or a good girl?" "I try to be good," she said with a frown wrinkling her forehead. "I always try to be nice to people and help them, but mommy only seems to see me being bad." Mike lifted himself up to relieve the. She made me promise not to go to any ladies nor tell anyone about it. She told lot of teenagers get distracted from studies because of curiosity for sex and since now I have experienced it I should not get into bad company or something. She told me to masturbate but not too much also and when ever I get too much urge tell her and she will try to have sex with her. But it did happen only once again and we never had a real opportunity again except to do oral sex, kiss and caress passionately on a. I enjoy what I do. I wish there were more black male executives out there. Business acumen is something I’ve got a lot of. Many men and women at the company can’t do what I can do. It’s a talent. You either have it or you don’t. I am good at reading people and situations. It’s a very useful talent that comes in handy at work and elsewhere. Enough about work. Since that’s just my day job. My avocation is something else altogether. This is my story of avenging the male of the human species and. .. Her face was flush, her fingers were under her night shirt on her nipples and sliding between her nether lips when she stopped cold. Lacey could have sworn she’d heard her roommate open the door. She flushed imaging how embarrassing it’d be if Artemis walked in and found Lacey furiously jilling-off. She pulled the covers over herself and turned on her side.Listening closely, she heard her roommates door close. Then a bit of faint giggling. Artemis was probably with her girlfriend. They were.