When my hand started to move again a third time, I just passively watched it move, until my index finger hovered right over my new sensitive spot.Ther... was a low voice I could hear in my mind now, nibbling seductively at the very edge of my thoughts. It was a hushed murmur that I had to strain to hear it clearly."Go ahead," it whispered. "Use what you have now," it coaxed. "I can solve those problems for you much more directly," it sweet-talked. "Consensus is for sissies that can't make a. But putting his shoes and socks on was beyond him. Shrugging, he padded bare foot out the door, across the hall to Liz and Josh's room.The two of them had breakfast spread across the double bed. Fresh bread, jam, butter, even some boiled eggs! Josh looked up guiltily as he entered. Wiping the jam from his mouth, he stuttered, "It was starting to go stale — I thought since it had taken such an effort to get it, I had better start eating it!"Liz approached with a large mug. "Coffee?" he enquired. She must have been surprised that I was masturbating in her shower. I closed my eyes again and started to masturbate faster and harder. When I was just about ready to cum I opened up my eyes again and my friend’s mom was watching with her eyes in the mirror looking right down at my cock, with a hand on her breast and biting her lip. I shot my load and some of my cum hit the glass door and was dripping down, I milked every drop for her to see. I turned around and let the water rinse off my body.. What I think she should do, about this, and that. We’re lying there on her bed, she’s in my arms listening to my heartbeat and holding me the way I have always wanted her to. My heartbeat skips a beat and then speeds up for a moment while I’m thinking about how amazing she is the smell of her hair under my face, the warmth of her body pressed up against mine. How her legs are entwined in mine, and how incredibly lucky I am to have her. Here. Now, and in my arms and needing me. She turns her.