I grabbed it tight and stroked till i shot all over the steering wheel and dashboard. I trembled with excitement, semi erect i put my dick back in my ...ants. I pulled an old tshirt i keep in the truck to wipe off all the juice i spilled thinking about my friend and ex. I drove out the lot and went home. Later on that night she gave me a call. She asked if i wanted to play pool--and i told her i wasnt up to it. She jumped right on me ova the phone and asked was i mad at her. I asked why would i. I was so aroused, I had to put down the camera and slide my cock into her, feeling the wax break off and drop onto the latex sheet as I fucked her hard, taking her legs over my shoulders so I could feel my balls banging of her ass while she took the full length and breadth of my cock. She has the most amazingly voluptuous body, and I love the way it feels as I fuck her whatever position we choose, but I have to say that I find what people usually call 'the boring old missionary position' my. " Her hand was still there, stroking me softly. Her nipples were now so hard, I expected them to tear through her dress. She looked at my naked body, then at her breasts and then in my eyes. There was an almost angelic smile on her face. All was perfect. I slowly moved my hand to my shaft and started to rub it, from the base to the tip. I was breathing so hard now. I watched my hand move up and down, and then glanced at her tits again. Why didn't she pull them out for me? I wanted to see them,. Her voice is a bit breathy at times, but she tries to control its tempo and tone. I help turn the page. As I do, the back of my hand brushes across her nipple. "Oh..." she whispers involuntarily. "Here you go," I point to the text on the page.She continues reading to me in a low whisper. She reads a few sections aloud. Her voice is getting breathy and choppy at times, and she pauses every so often. She continues to read in a whisper. But, under the book, she notices that my finger is touching.