I explain that my favorite ways are to use a vibrating back massager I have, and showerheads work well, too. a lot of times I use my fingers, especial...y while in school. "You do it at school?" "well, yeah. it gives me a rush." I turn to Anne and ask her the question, and she says dare. I tell her we are going to play " are you nervous?: a game where I am going to run my hand up your leg, and you try not to flinch." "okay..." Asi, I start running my hand, and she bites her lip, fighting. "Don't worry, Antigua; I won't disturb your party. I'm leaving and I won't be back to bother you again." I turned to leave but she reached out and put her hand on my arm to stop me. I turned back to see what she wanted."I was afraid," she said. "I know how dangerous you are, how dangerous your friends are." I was about to interrupt to tell her she didn't need to worry. I don't beat up children or women, even bug-nut crazy ones, but she continued before I could. "But that isn't what scared me.. The smell almost made me pass out it was so strong. He kept me close in his disgusting pit with pressure on the back of my head and told me to “have a taste”.I couldn’t believe the depths to which I was forced to sink as I tentatively stuck out my tongue and took a quick swipe of his hairy, sweaty armpit. He seemed to enjoy that so he told me to lick him clean like a good girl. I spent a good ten minutes slobbering over the wretched pit choking on the vile sweat before being told to move over. I said I was and he stood up and faced me as he untied the string on his gym shorts. I'm sure my eyes were as big around as saucers when his cock literally flopped out of his shorts and slapped against his leg. I've had a couple of big cocks, but nothing was even in the ballpark of him. I reached out my hand and was amazed at the weight of it as I tried to wrap my fingers around it. He began to get harder as I stroked his immense shaft, and I asked him if it would be ok if I took a picture, cuz.