"WELL? Which of you two bitches is it gonna be, Im letting you decide! Unless you'd like me to choose.."Elma then got on her knees infront of the man,...and grabbed the hard, fleshy cock in her hand, finding it was too thick to wrap all the way around it. She looked up at him, and grinned, slowly moving her hand up his shaft, stroking his balls with her free hand."Mmmmm.. That's a good slut" he responded. Sunny was utterly disgusted at what Elma was doing, but couldn't look away.Elma continued to. I used to masturbate daily thinking about her.But once again, my fate helped me in achieving what I was missing in my life. One morning my mom asked me to deliver some things at my aunt’s place as I was done with my exams and was free. So I went to my aunt’s place.When I rang the calling bell, my niece (my cousin’s daughter) opened the door and welcomed me inside. I came to know that my aunt went to their neighbour’s house for some chit-chat. So she started calling her mom and I was surprised. From the female perspective, you can leave and run, or study it, once the shock and then the giggles subside, a cock in all its glory, is after-all a pleasure organ, and most of us girls just cant resist touching it.I wrote a story about the time when I checked into a seedy motel, after a long haul flight. I was tired and edgy, so I drank a few glasses of wine, had a shower and watched some porn, and masturbated to relieve the stress, yes guys girl do it too in motels and hotels.I slept naked. “What do you want me to do with this theory?”“I don’t know!” she defended herself. “She’ll obviously get over it eventually. I just think it’s adorable!”“And I think it’s not at all what’s going on here.” Of course, I couldn’t tell her why I was so certain of such a claim.Molly chuckled. “Say what you want, Aaron.” she smugly replied, putting a dish away. “It looks like your charm is bleeding into our household.” She grinned at me. As if we were sharing a joke. I mean, I guess we were, or would.